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| | Denethor's Journal (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-20) |
 | | Denethor, released from his torpor that had gripped him on awakening, had risen, looking towards the east that drew him, like a candle draws a moth. |
 | | This was the Denethor who was now freed of having to worry about his people, who was free, at last, to solve the problems which had plagued him. |
 | | Denethor sat in his chair, staring out of the window, a leather bound book open on his lap, the fresh ink drying to a dull fl as the words of his thoughts were commited to paper. |
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