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Round this fire they sat, and those that were not on guard dozed uneasily. Poor Bill the pony trembled and sweated where he stood. The howling of the wolves was now all round them, sometimes nearer and sometimes further off. In the dead of night many shining eyes were seen peering over the brow of the hill.
— Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
 (book)
by J.R.R Tolkien
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