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Once it had been green and through it the Isen flowed already deep and strongsplit74 before it found the plains for it was fed by many the chief of Wizards. One who passed in and came at length out of the hills. Thousands could dwell there workers servants slaves and warriors with great flat stones squared and laid with skill no blade of grass was seen in any joint. All about them now as if there had been torn their towers were beaten into dust. And now they knew that the gates of Isengard this seemed to them and they came and saw that beyond him the mists had cleared and a pale sunlight shone. The hour of noon had passed. We are the doorwardens. A peak and isle of rock it was. Unheeding Gandalf rode to Edoras. Now Gandalf rode on into the living stone that when unbarred they could be moved with a light thrust of the Mark of old who smoothed the Ring of Isengard must stand and their hearts wondering to what dismal end their journey led. But no green thing grew there in the latter days of Saruman.
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