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Walküre:
Three Ambassadors of the Firstborns


You I have summoned hither, ye who are the grandest of your respective kin, wise, noble, strong and skilled,
I, Manwë of the Air the master, would fain like the company of your gentle kind, as my will commandeth this be asked and in honest friendship offered.

Walküre:
Laughter, this is what thou shalt need


Wizard, wizard, what should I bring with my presence in the quest?
Danger, swords, adventures and much road are on our way, I suppose.

Kind Hobbit, adventures and great deeds don't demand preparation, nor a fixed mindset of manners and plans,
For laughter and thy spirit are the sole thing thou shalt need and cherish.

Walküre:
This I know for sure, that a demon lies and through the heath wanders


Frozen heat and pale morning light, this facade couldn't hide what is now in action across the realm,
A demon lies, lurks and wanders through the land, its nature unknown and its purposes even less of the realm of human mind,
Yet something is certain for sure and many might easily be aware,
That the eerie ghost is poisoning the Horse Lord's judgement and lies then keep valiant allies afar.

For a lone king in his throne caged might serve well for outer schemes,
Alien eyes that greatly long for the control of these plains and their villages in chain,
A fell magic that not for long time has been so vital and lively,
As if it seemed that a worse design is yet to befall along the knight's ways...

Walküre:
Did the Evil sway his being?


(Gandalf) Evil? I wouldn't define him as evil in any way,
He was once a merry soul as many of your sort,
Just content of the wind, of the rain, of the bird's song and of the wheat radiant in the field,
But, with profound dismay I say, there are forces in the World which one can not easily fight, whose obscure wishes for us one might not clearly divine.

Just as you are, Frodo, before his hand his doom in the depth of the water found.

Walküre:
The value of riddles


How often it is hard to discern, what hides behind riddles and deep words,
And many interrogate themselves and long to know whether wisdom is there or empty thoughts,
But recurrent is the case, that wisdom of those scattered remnants is in truth the source,
As Middle-earth much has seen in its ages and a lot still hidden keeps, which riddles only may probably unveil.

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