We Are Unseen
Gandalf sighed and realized he could not reason with them. Elves or no, they were of Mirkwood, and their thirst for vengeance had not yet been quenched. At last he said, “Remember, mercy is not always weakness…Nor is hatred strength.”
“Yeah, uh-huh,” Megan nodded, and Gandalf knew he had lost their attention. She patted his arm. “Happy trails!”
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