Gandalf stroked gently the hair on the head of the monstrous Balrog. It felt thick and completely natural, nothing like a wig, because as we all know, wigs are for lesser beings. The Balrog seized its struggling and glanced deep into the eyes of his opponent, its horns moving gently up and down the chest of the wizard, much like some gruesome phallic symbols. It was as if time itself had stopped and the fighting couple were now frozen in the air. "Gandalf," The creature started,"I think I love you." Gandalf remained silent as they fell down deeper, heading towards the inevitable crash. "Hold me, baby." He whispered to the ear of the Balrog. And thus they fell, in embrace, surrounded by the flames of the Balrog, a symbol of that brief moment of passion they shared.

Gandalf stroked gently the hair on the head of the monstrous Balrog. It felt thick and completely natural, nothing like a wig, because as we all know, wigs are for lesser beings. The Balrog seized its struggling and glanced deep into the eyes of his opponent, its horns moving gently up and down the chest of the wizard, much like some gruesome phallic symbols. It was as if time itself had stopped and the fighting couple were now frozen in the air. "Gandalf," The creature started,"I think I love you." Gandalf remained silent as they fell down deeper, heading towards the inevitable crash. "Hold me, baby." He whispered to the ear of the Balrog. And thus they fell, in embrace, surrounded by the flames of the Balrog, a symbol of that brief moment of passion they shared.