Devil of Kindness

Long years now I’ve walked this land. From Hobbit hole to Citadel I've learned each hue and shade; from Dwarf-delved dark to the high light of Elves each shadow I can call by name -- just an old man in grey, ever watchful.

For Darkness, not light, has been my study, and as I walked beneath the trees of Greenwood I thought I heard them shiver with his name.

But before the light of Saruman I saw my cautions fade, and I let his voice of reason drown the whispers. I let myself be blinded to his darkness, and evil grew.




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