"And what do you fear lady," he asked. "A cage," she said. "To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire."
J.R.R. TOLKEIN, "The Return of the King"
The cage. Some of the bars are of my own making, some are there because of happenings and circumstance. All I know is that behind them I feel empty and only half alive. Éowyn felt it too. She fought it, sharpening her sword in the dark and growing ever more impatient for a time when she would see the days renewed...
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