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Walküre:
Rage and fury


Wizard, thou hast done evil throughout the green ways of our forest old and wide, and the very value of life thou dost not understand, for thou life itself hast tried to create via arcane rituals and thy horrid magic which anything of lively spirit afar keepeth, and only gruesome beasts interest thee and thy labour, being thy soul marred and poisoned from the root, the moment thou decided to elect the side of Mordor, yet now the effects of thy choices shall come back to thee and the fury of the ancient woods will not show mercy for its foes, because no mercy to trees hath been shown either when the fatal order by the white hand was given.

Walküre:
We're still up against this


Six millennia of void and desperation did not mend the flaws that at the Beginning the harmonious music disturbed and altered,
The rebellion of the skilful Noldor is seen as the origin of the troubles of the World after the end of the Noon, terrible and upsetting for an order that only wished to last and consolidate in peace,
Sedition brought to the fall of the Tyrant and of his three peaks of insane dominance of Middle-earth,
Yet the second era did not see much solace, for the actions of a deceiving force paved the path for future wars, and the mightiest realm dared the sacrilegious act to commit, and we're still in fact up against this, the Evil which relief doesn't give, made weak by time we are, but ever-determined to complete what is yet to be fulfilled.

Walküre:
Through plains, rivers, hills and peaks


Multiple they used to be, prior to their hiding and missing in the various lands of the broad world, and crafted they were beyond the very western seas that no human eye may gaze through, and so the wonderful power of vision they can grant to the owner who such luck has, for the Stone is to lead your sight across plains, rivers and peaks, to behold even the places of this continent which secretive stand and lie, yet a word of caution must be told, since other owners might be observing too and the mazes of their minds you could encounter and in them be trapped.

Walküre:
Nay, I shall not forsake thee


Beren, my love and clearer than the very diamond and most splendid gem on this earth, the impossible we have finally turned into actual reality, when the Tyrant of one of his spoils were deprived in the quest, and so we may dispose of the tenure of one of the Jewels that the winds of war to the continental soil have brought, so that me as thy beautiful spouse may have, yet the outcome of our voyage hath also elected the somber course with thy fatal wounding, for the Evil doth not enjoy the merry ending of a story.

May thou this hearken and know, that I shall never forsake thee in both living or dead world, and even if I am to wane and journey to the grey halls in the western shires of the very West, I shall do that, my ever-burning love.

Walküre:
Hand your heart to me, and I shall too


Hand your heart to me, and I shall too,
Let us fuse our fates in a sole one, as the Two Lovers did back in the elder times,
And I'm sure, Evening Star, that our path won't lead us astray,
Together, side by side, until somber death and decay, if love is the way we are to make ours.

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