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Walküre:
They shall find retribution and rest


We shall wail for the poor souls whose lives were lost in Arda's pages of eventful happenings,
Yet the sole grief cannot be the only emotion that fashions and shapes the memories of what befell and of the old remembrances which secrets cover, unbeknownst to the most,
Because we know that time shall indeed judge and give the just retribution that is to mirror the nature of justice,
And they shall rest in peace and solace in the halls that lie beyond reality and beyond that more, while the brave and gallant forces are to strive still and the fell foes on their knees will bend in defeat.

Walküre:
Mariner-kings


The Second Age was written on sorrow and mourning,
And even along the sundering waves of the blue, sailing ships and the resolve of an island-kingdom spreading might on a mainland that needed safety more than anything else,
Domain of the sea that was passed to the exiled successors of such legendary tradition,
When in the Third Age of the World monarchs of Gondor were named as mariners and sea-men, expanding their glory beyond the common borders and forced ancient rivals into respect and obedience.

Walküre:
The green ways will stay secure


It is a time of quick changes and rapid, rapid movement to which some may not be used,
Especially the gentle souls of the Shire who desire the secluded life and the calmness of a quiet existence among their many goods,
And rumours spread from over the ends of such sunny context, and tongues murmur concerned words and of a shadow rising where the Sun rises too, in the Far East unknown and uncanny,
Hence, many questions asked and clarifications demanded, but the Grey Wizard has said that they will stay secure, so far when light still shines bright and never dim.

Walküre:
The memory of Elves is not to vanish asunder


The thoughts of the Immortals shall not follow the sad fate of mankind's memory,
Because our mind never falters in doubt and ever-crystalline always the clearest portrait of the case,
They shall not vanish asunder,
Nay, and in perpetual manner our conscience they are to serve, to rekindle joy, fear, sorrow and grief, and the very story of this world which grimmer in time gets.

Walküre:
Four wishes of tyranny


1. Lands I desire to seize in brutal contest and all wealth to snatch, for none may prosper under the rule of darkness and all tributes to me sole dedicated shall be, for I am the King of Middle-earth, who stomps and liberty strangles.
2. Enemy forces and armies and weapons shall no longer exist, as no menace they could pose for me, ruler and strategist of unmatchable kind, the other intelligences will not resist the strife which is to be, and on their feeble minds through riddles and snares I am to prey.
3. None may leave nor depart from the continent which mine is and so always it will, not even the secluded routes that yonder the odious immortal kind lead, for Middle-earth is a prison from which escape cannot be.
4. And I yearn my Rings back in my hands at all costs, with wars that I wage and call for, because the only Lord of the Rings I am, their magic and art belong to me, and the foolish fingers that in ill-judgement decided them to wield, they are mine still, and so their people, shires and hills!

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