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Walküre:
Beware, for some might falter...


Mighty Wise of this Middle-earth, beware,
For some of you in front of the test might falter,
The interest of all might be made the desire of one sole,
Pray, you ought not to linger and the just act you must undertake.

Walküre:
Evening Star, hope you give us again


Evening Star, hope you give us again,
Sent by your father as the herald of grace,
Fell horrors are in your way, yet darkness you don't dread,
Ride fast now, don't abandon your friends, for on your light much depends.

Walküre:
Only they might foretell


The ultimate fate none knoweth nor seeth,
Manwë and Varda, only they might foretell, but that they shall not fain do, keeping the secret unto the End.

Walküre:
The Heir shall never return

Saruman rejects the prospect of a new king on the throne of Gondor.


Grey Wizard, empty words and vague dreams,
Your mind long and wide wanders, in vain, I say,
The noble House of Men a new light shall not be given,
Dim it is, a pale reflection of their grand past.

A sham desire you thus nourished, that a heathen ranger on the throne might return.

Walküre:
The Keeper's Pledge


Mithrandir, thou may now continue the journey with thy new Ring,
Unknown perils thou shalt withstand and the gravest toil on thy shoulders shall be,
For I foresee thou art the sole who might awaken souls and spirits anew rekindle,
Middle-earth needeth courage and hope, in this era of the tone of thy robes.

I shall wait for thee with the last ship, when greatness shall wane and forever vanish.

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