For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
The day began early with a ride north for a little minor surgery. The sun was up before we left, but not before we rose. The sky was a won...
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