Olorin could see the light of the house. He could hear them. He could smell them. The Ancient one... He would bide his time.
He grabbed a stone. He scractched some strage runic symobls on the ground. He looked at them thoughtfully,and wrote several more. He put down the rock and with a quiet inaudible wisper,
waved his hand over the earth. The runes vanished into the sand.
HE waited for several minutes. Runes appeared in exactly the same spot, but these were different. He read them, nodded, and brushed them out with his foot. He sat down with his back to the rock. He shut his eyes, and wrapped time around him.
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