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armourybooks73 prison furnace of great power Baraddyr the Dark Tower which suffered no rival and laughed at flattery biding its time secure in its pride and its immeasurable strength. At night plumes of vapour steamed from the vents lit from beneath with red light or blue or venomous green. and all about it there had been a sudden flood. Thus they were revenged upon the highway. And all about stone cracked and splintered into countless jagged shards was scattered far and wide or piled in ruinous heaps. But Saruman had slowly shaped it to his shifting purposes and made it better.... full_text