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The Imposter

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When I donned her skin, I felt…

I could feel her thoughts, her anguish as the hound ripped her throat out. I was not just pretending to be her, I was Thuringwethil! For one awful moment, I wanted to go to Sauron! Wanted to touch him, to see him!

But I pushed the thought away. I thought of Beren, of our quest. I had to get into Angband! I pulled her wings around me and asked to be let in. They were fooled.

I have it still, her skin. I feel it call and I wonder if I could fly…