While walking through the Gaslamp Quarter this afternoon, I suddenly felt cold despair. Something terrible was creeping up behind me.
I turned.
Black cloaked figures were slowly, inexorably approaching.
The Nazgûl. Ringwraiths. Fallen kings who chilled their victims with Black Breath.
Comic-Con goers looked on in dismay. Took photos.
Oh–I get it. These guys were merely promoting The Rings of Power.
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