The Last Days of Arta

This reminds me of a similar comment by a much more admirable character. He says um he says the end will not be long said the king. But I will not end here. Taken like an old badger in a trap. When dawn comes I will bid men sound Helms horn and I will ride forth. Will you ride with me then son of Arathorn? Maybe we shall cleaver road or make such an end as will be worth a song if any of me left to sing of us here after. Oh I'm just getting chills. It'll be the last days of arta before you finish the podcast.