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Walküre:
The sheltering of the heir


It is not usual thing for the Lord of the Valley to allow strangers to linger in his own domain,
Lest secrecy be spoiled and the calmness of the sanctuary be put in much strain,
Apart from a brave mother that her kin only desired to render safe, within the arms of the gentle Elves of the last homely house of the western lands,
And a strong heir there was thus given relief, and manners of noble kind, and noble his deeds would in fact be, and grand, because hope a second chance was offered and the possibility seized.

Walküre:
Ye, woods ye shall tread in watchful pace


Subjects of mine and dear to me as naught else in this grey land of suffering,
Much we have gone through and the shadows us from the ancient seat of the throne off have driven,
Yet the wise woodland king a just cause in mind must have had, to move his people away and far, on the edges of the desolate North,
He wisheth and commandeth that new halls be built carved into the stone, sound and secure, to hide his new throne and for a thousand years to endure, while ye, gallant guard of the ends, ye these woods shall tread in watchful pace.

Walküre:
Thou, who toil and terror hast suffered, needest not despair

Galadriel has some words of comfort to say, to a weary soul that much has had to bear. This is an anticipation of what is to be narrated in the RPG story concerning the Siege of Lothlórien.


Weep, free thyself from the chains of dread and desperation,
Thou, who toil and terror hast suffered, needest not despair,
As the Lady is here for the rescue and to punish the fool enemy that hither hath dared to come,
Now, this sung words shall cast the spell, which to the good ear salvation give, and to the evil great confusion and of senses the utter failure.

Walküre:
Joy stirs within me


Joy stirs within me, as I behold my realm safe and sound from the storm which great havoc has brought,
When I see the jubilant crowds welcoming the heroes of our time, who undaunted and firm their mission have never relinquished,
And I when I notice other races of this world that all pay homage to the victory we achieved through dreadful suffering and pain,
And the restored crown is now worn by the new king whom we have much awaited, crowned by the White Rider and well-boding the fate shall undoubtedly be.

Walküre:
Two remnants, a sole legacy


In the North, bitter and harsh, the foundations of a kingdom were then set, by the most loyal of the Men, whom in the Island they treated ill and bad, yet hope never he had lost and in profound sadness the raging signals from the westernmost ends he was able to fathom, in time to flee from the approaching catastrophe, yet the first wise king was slain in utter horror at the slopes of the volcano of ashes and tyranny, but the realm nonetheless prospered in the third era of the world, unto another disaster which in mayhem all had thrown, for winter came in sudden manner and the evidence of fell magic was apparent to see, and internal sedition made the deed easier for the foul leader of those sorcerers of obscure nature, and although enemies were driven off by concerted effort, we still mourn and wail, for only a miracle could bring back what it was and what in the cold was magnificently built.

In the broad South tales took a different course, for the initial struggle for defence was at the end a successful of a contest, when the might of the Ring failed and the southern kingdom set a careful watch over the venomous territories of the fallen Land of Shadow, and in the days of the Third Age the realm grew in strength and power, and its influence was spread via the waves of the sea, by the Mariner-kings of whom we have heard much in legends and stories, and this domain of glory passed the test time, until it was of the Free People the only shield against the revenant malice that had slowly recovered in the shadows of ignorance, and albeit the weakness and the king who on the throne is missed, stone is resilient and the memory of Númenor shall indeed withstand even the hardest of the challenges that time presents.

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