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... eir weariness beneath the stars.
The dwarves, invigorated by victory, enthusiastically exchanged stories, bragging about who had felled the most Orcs, voices full of laughter, clinking weapons, and the occasional exaggerated gesture.
But Gandalf remained silent.
He sat a short distance away, puffing thoughtfully on his pipe, brows furrowed beneath the brim of his hat. His gaze was distant, fixed on the flickering flames, though clearly his mind was elsewhere.
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