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Written by moi! Please do not plagiarize. Short story written for the Esquadrão da Escrita Aug/2020 challenge. The challenge was to write with the setting of a randomly selected country; I went out with Kenya. Vocabulary: — Orthanc: in the mythology created by Tolkien in “The Lord of the Rings”, it is a tower built by the Númenor people of a dark and very hard material. The tower was given to Saruman by the Steward of Gondor. Orthanc in the elven tongue means "Mount Fang", but in the ancient language of Rohan it means "Smart Mind". — Treebeard: is the oldest of the Ent race – tree herders. Physically it is similar to a tree and has very slow thinking, language and mannerisms; wise. All Ents in Tolkien's universe are male, as the females (called Entwives) have retreated to a new land. Treebeard still hopes to find an Entwife so that his race does not die.
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Scheda tecnica e aggiornamenti
Prima pubblicazione
31 de agosto de 2020
Ultimo aggiornamento
31 de agosto de 2020
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Português (Brasil)
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