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Walküre:
Follow the road, and stick to the known


You must not trust the deceptive forests of Mirkwood, one-time green and merry home for amicable creatures and friendly inhabitants among the leaves,
Illness has unfortunately taken over the land, with poison and dread, and with terror for which gentle people were driven off of their dwellings in the worst way,
Yet, fallen and sunk into the untamed grass, lies the ancient road of the wood, that any traveller aids and guides towards solace and shelter,
You ought thus to avoid indulging under those trees, afflicted by anger and venom, bewitched by a revenant malice, for salvation is given by what is known in such a maze, to which you are to stick.

Do not miss the road!

Walküre:
The Outer Blue


Behold vast fields of waves and much they like to create foam,
Perfect to sail through, as I along blue ways I would fain roam,
About which destination and ultimate goal of such journeying I ponder,
While the breeze accompanies my progression and across marine routes I wander.

Walküre:
Your sword more than silver shines


Amazing rainbow hidden in your eyes that the most formidable temper hide, and I am certain you shall pass beyond those walls of glass and crystalline purity, one day, should the task be finally fulfilled and done, and the weary body that much toil has hitherto borne you are to bring along the westernmost shores, at the revealing turn of time, when a newer world humanity shall seek for and with apprehension await, once shadows will have vanished and been washed away, and in the meantime, Mithrandir, your sword has other wonders to make true and in the midst of tough battle it is indeed to shine more vividly, more than silver and hard diamond that in forbidden depths miners long for and yearn.


The rainbow in Gandalf's eyes signifies the multicoloured spirit of the Istar and his genuinely kind temperament, yet resolute to complete the task he was appointed to.

Walküre:
Weather tells


Weather tells much and the covert overt makes,
If one is open and his wit proper to unveil the signs which nature offers,
One is then to notice what is twisted and the forces that mars of reality the natural course, when a menacing will causes clouds to darken and to rumble in rage, or when storm unleashes its fury below,
This you may view as dark magic in action and lively and hideous to see.

Walküre:
I dread nothingness


Immortal and fair thou art, and ever-radiant in perilous fate and hazard as well,
Thy kind doth not fear the passing of time and of this mournful eras that never seem to end, and I therefore dread nothingness and the impious death,
Whilst thou, Elda, of the very World art made,
And until the World liveth, thou shalt live as well.

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