Image of Orthanc, eventually.
Don't be hasty. Hoom hom.
Orthanc is under new management. Single annoying folk have been known
to be "accidentally" stepped on by the nearest Ent. Groups of annoying
folk will be flooded down river.
A scribe, once employed by the previous management, sells something
very popular for travelers of Middle-earth, especially after almost
falling in one of the pits kept to show tourists. He claims we should
put rails around them, but we refuse to use wood. He is on floor
nine, selling "insurance".
Please enjoy the fabulous gardens and singing trees. Conversationalists
welcome! Especially very, very good listeners. History:
"Ahh, you wish to hear the history of Orthanc, young
Entling? You are not an Entling? Ah, of course. There have been no
Entlings for a long, long time. Now when I was but a seedling newly
formed in the Beginning of Arda...."
No trees were killed in the formation of this page written strictly on
pixels. Really! We didn't...! <gallops away on horseback>
Inscribed by Varda before the dreams of Irmo came while waiting
for the Ents to finish saying "Good morning." top