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2 weeks later_

After trekking through the slushy mud, the slippy ice, the freezing cold snowy regions and the dry deserted areas. We finally made it to the place I was hoping I'd never see. Mordor. It's towers standing as tall as ever.

Swamps of lost souls had appeared and weapons of deceased elves, humans, dwarves and evil beings alike all still lied pinned into the ground around the dark, musty pools of dirt and death.

A gust of wind blew as the gates began to swing open.

Large, black walls with several layers of patterns and protection that seemed nothing like a gate and something more like a wall of some kind.

As we walked forward (well I stumbled forward) I noticed the multiple faces of the darkness, more urak-hai's were watching me, laughing, mocking me. I snarled at them hoping to scare them away. But the last strip of my dignity was ripped away as they all just laughed and yelled words at me that I didn't bother to understand.

I needed to get out of here....somehow....

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