“…Casting his tattered cloak aside, he stood up and leaned no longer on his staff; and he spoke in a…”
“…Casting his tattered cloak aside, he stood up and leaned no longer on his staff; and he spoke in a clear cold voice. ‘The wise speak only of what they know, Gríma son of Gálmód. A witless worm have you become. Therefore be silent, and keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a serving-man till the lightning falls.’ He raised his staff. There was a roll of thunder. The sunlight was blotted out from the eastern windows; the whole hall became suddenly dark as night. The fire faded to sullen embers. Only Gandalf could be seen, standing white and tall before the blackened hearth.”
– Gandalf dismissing Wormtongue to speak to Théoden, who was still under Saruman’s spell. Two Towers, The King of the Golden Hall
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Tags: sigh, someone should quote this at a WH press briefing.
