Lord of the Rings Reread: Three Is Company
Round the corner came a black horse, no hobbit-pony but a full-sized horse; and on it sat a large man, who seemed to crouch in the saddle, wrapped in a great black cloak and hood, so that only his boots in the high stirrups showed below; his face was shadowed and invisible.
When it reached the tree and was level with Frodo the horse stopped. The riding figure sat quite still with its head bowed, as if listening. From inside the hood came a noise as of someone sniffing to catch an elusive scent; the head turned from side to side of the road.
*tries to talk*
“you should talk more!”
Tienes dos opciones, controlar tu mente o dejar que tu mente te controle.
Somos tan simples asdasd