“In rode the Lord of the Nazgul. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgul, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face. All save one. There waiting, silent and still in the space before the gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax.” -The Return of the King: Book 5, Chapter IV: The Siege of Gondor (maður fær gæsahúð…. :) ) Og uppáhaldið mitt… “Many that live deserve death. And...