Riddles

Random Riddle: Lord Of The Rings

My story whispers ancient lore;
The force at times my rings will hide.
I’ve sixty minions, maybe more:
Those unseen, these by my side.

Wand’ring far from glowing light,
Shape-shifting puzzles curious eyes;
Oft my glorious rings shine bright,
While men debate my family’s size.

My aspect seems to wax and wane,
As the force dictates the deed;
My namesake ruled vast fields of grain,
But, legends tell, devoured his seed.

What am I?
 

 Random Riddle: Lord Of The Rings

 

 

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