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Gandalf

In Rivendell's courtyard, Gandalf quietly observed his companions as they listened intently to Elrond's parting words.

Merry and Pippin's faces were a mixture of trepidation and excitement; Sam's concerned gaze flickered constantly towards Frodo, whose gentle features radiated solemnity. Boromir, proud lord of Gondor, offered Aragorn a stilted nod when the Ranger inadvertently caught his eye.

As for Legolas and Gimli ...

Gandalf sighed. The Company was not without its internal tensions and rivalries. Had it strength enough to conquer them before Sauron conquered the West?

There was little hope.

Yet a little hope was all that was needed to prevail…

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