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| | | | | The plains that I crossed in those days were not endlessly alike. Sometimes I looked over a great shallow valley with scattered trees and idle cattle and perhaps a meagre stream at its centre. Sometimes, at the end of a tract of utterly uncompromising country, the road rose towards what was unquestionably a hill before... | |
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| | | | | The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R Tolkien (Harper Collins 1991) pp. 260-264 How much we would like to view the hero as someone in an exalted state. The eyes should gaze intently to a distant point, towards the hero's glorious destiny. The hero will stand alone and the admiring gaze of all will look | |
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| | | By Mike Huntley Superman, an alien from another planet yet raised here on Earth to become the greatest hero that the world would ev... | ||