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Sam stands on an outcropping of rock over the roiling, flaming, belching
pits of lava, the only lava in all the lands that could destroy the One
Ring. Legolas lay on the rock-strewn ground twenty feet away, one of his legs shot right through with an arrow. Being an elf, this wasn't much of a problem as it would be for a human but right now he couldn't walk, dance a jig or even stand on top of snow. And Legolas liked dancing a jig. "Throw in the ring!" called the blonde-haired elf. "Throw it in! It's what the others died for!" Sam looked around at nothing in paticular. "I know this ring! I can use it to bring Master Frodo back!" "No, Sam!" Legolas called, panicked. "Is that really what Master Frodo would have wanted?"
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