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I have read the writing on my one ring I bought... Which I was drawn to in a shop years ago... It is mine... It is precious to me... My precious... The words seem old, yet familiar, and ancient... I seem to know them and speak them fluently... I hear whispers... Telling me to go to Middle Earth... To Minas Tirith, the city of white marble, where the roman men built their castle upon the mountain. At the gates to Mordor... But... It is my precious... Why shouldn't I?... Unless... It IS mine... My precious...

Osgiliath was known as the fine city (es gi el ich), which became the city of Didymoteicho (di dui mote icho - di mote duilich o) The tragic mote in Bulgaria.
Minas Tirith was Lyutitsa, the fortress of white marble. The stone giants were The Belogradchik rocks in the Balkan mountains.
Mordor was the land of murder under the black banner of Sauron es a u a ro en (yesahua sees not).

In the land of Turkey, in the fires of mount Acigol Nevsehir (A ki go el nevse hir- where a king never goes), The false Lambs of Yeshua forged for themselves a master ring. In which they poured their cruelty, their malice and their hatred, and tried to convert the entire world to their Dark Lords religion.

And then in 1913, some Romanian midget hobbits invaded turkey in world war 1 and ended the thousand years war by throwing a greedy goblin into a volcano.
(A secret mission by the English to end the war for good).
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