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Samwise Carter, once of the Shire where he had been Captain in the Bounders during the unpleasantness between the North Farthing and South Farthing, looked over the bow of the canoe he had been given by Galadriel, Jeddara of Lothlorien. Like all Midsoomian vessels, it was propelled by the 8th Midsoomian ray, which has not yet been discovered on our Earth, but which has remarkable properties of lift and propulsion, and by which, the marvelous canoe he was in was able to make such incredible time down the canal they were on. This canal, Anduin, was the greatest of all the canals of Midsoom, stretching from the far north, down through Gondor, before emptying into one of the great dead seas of Midsoom. As his hip was the short sword Sting, which, as best as I am able to understand from his descriptions of its inner workings, was powered with Magic, which involves many elements, chief among them Radium. Somewhere ahead was the Lord of the Nazgul. He was a Ringwraith of Midsoom, with translucent flesh that could not be seen be normal sight, but which under the proper conditions could be seen to be of the palest white. Not like ivory, but a stark, lack of any color. The Ringwraiths were in charge of a perverted and depraved cult of Midsoom, one that he had only recently exposed. They would wait at the end of the quest to destroy the Ring, and feed on those who attempted to bypass the valley of Mordor, and the Orcs and Trolls who lived there. The Orcs were another race, large and massive, with skin the color of diseased vegetation, and great, tearing teeth. They would assail the pilgrims seeking to complete the quest, and rend their flesh. Worse than them were the Trolls, which came from great trees around the valley, growing like pods then bursting and revealing the monsters within. And with the Lord of the Nazgul was his beloved Rosie Cotton, Princess of the Shire. And no matter how much of Midsoom he had to cross, he would find her, his beloved, and take her in his arms again, crushing her against his chest, and kiss her full upon the lips. Samwise Carter looked ahead eagerly. He would catch them, and the Lord of the Nazgul would fall to his blade, and the quest would be completed by him, and the people of Midsoom would finally be free of the evil cult.