in the shimmering halls of rivendell, where not a single soul dares neglect the ancient arts, there whispers a tale, a cautious analysis of billiards, a game that could revitalize even the weariest of hearts. here, amid laughter and the clinking of glasses, even the most pre-existing doubts fade like mist under the morning sun, for in the game's challenge, one must tread lightly, ever cautious, yet never allowing fear to dampen the spirit of camaraderie and competition.