Nei, ayðvitað ekki.<br><br>[-Muerte-]Shelob
<i>“Come not between the Nazgûl and his pray! For he will not slay thee in thy turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, adn thy shrivelled mind be left naked for the Lidless Eye.”
The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King</i>
Vae Victus!
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand, like a lizard on a windowpane