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Walküre:
Thou mayest pass, but not thy deeds


Thou mayest pass, but not thy deeds,
Inscribed in stone, wood and by the very air brought,
Murmurs of antiquity or the noblest chants,
Remembered thou wilt be and all of thy grand labours the test of time shall eventually go through,
As grandiosity is to voyage through centuries of valour or war,
To be borne as testimony by the act of whom next cometh,
And it doth not matter if statues or sacred shrines of marble to crumble will be made,
For the gesture they mock is the gesture of might, which ye, descent of gold, to worship ought.

Walküre:
Unto the end of horizon


Those grey ships unto the end of horizon sail,
To head to a newer world which new in truth is not,
The immortal passengers of those vessel shall find joy and for them one should not wail,
Ships take the course that leads to western ways and with rapid knot,
That they are to reach forbidden shores it is likely to foretell,
At the conclusion of their age, burdensome twilight of splendour, of Men's dominion the dawn,
Those keepers of ancient lore abandon the circles and skies of Arda, along a Straight Way, landing on untainted soil, that they shall,
Dwelling in the eternity of Valinor, realm enchanted and in the vastness of Eä lone.

Walküre:
Indeed, they yearn the magnitude of old


They yearn the magnitude of old,
Which was not always wealth or other things of gold,
It entailed broad lands under the same lordship,
Bright and honourable past, memory we shall all times worship.

Grim days, they tell, seem to be ahead,
Far the years of glory, in which by firm hand we used to be led,
The new Regents are nonetheless confident and comforting future saw,
Let us pray that the hour is to be gallant and that Gondor shall remain a kingdom of law.


During the arrival of the Stewards and afterwards, Gondor experienced a troublesome period or rebellion, internal sedition and general unrest. The days of Númenor or of the foundation of those realms, much sung and held in utmost prominence, seemed to be slowly vanishing in the issues of the modern age; the Third Age of Arda. By the end of the first millennium, voices began to circulate, telling grim tales of revenant shadows awakening in the large yet wild Middle-earth. Taking advantage of the power vacuum that was tormenting the last mighty realm of Men, the one-time slaves and unstable tribes of the South decided that it was proper time to wreak havoc at the borders with Gondor, together with a renewed opposition in the Far East of the world, although it was more confined and less worrying. This spiral of uncertainty paved the way for the return of the Nazgûl, the fell Ring-wraiths. Nine powerful lords to whom Sauron gave his Nine Rings, knowing well how ambition could be turned in the most terrible bane. And that was cruel destiny, for the valiant Men of Gondor would suffer much and be vexed by those who were previously counted among their very same kind.

Gondor thus welcomed the third millennium of the era with a feeble embrace, doubtful about what was to be and fearful of the worst nightmare that could ever befall: the return of the Dark Lord and a new war. Because, if a new war had broken out, Men would have been the last barrier left to hinder the Evil's schemes, and for much sorrow they would have wept as well.

Walküre:
Old Wood


Old Wood, in the West of the earth, beside the amicable routes of the Halflings you are located, with many ignoring your proper spirit and distinctive specialty,
Under the branches of the ancient trees much has passed that is not known by common knowledge or songs,
Hobbits do not tread your paths willingly and joyfully, for wary of the uncanny they often are,
Elven pilgrims are seen among your ways, sometimes, slow yet incessant in their conscious pace, as they are ready to depart from the halls of this world, past the Elven Towers along the shore of the broad sea, and never shall they return again to the grey lands of modern Middle-earth.


The adjective 'modern' is obviously used to refer to the late Third Age of Arda, when Elves began their last voyage to the West, after having lingered in the mortal shires of Eä for many centuries; eventful centuries and full of the most multicoloured sort of happenings, bad and good. Somber or cause of jubilation. Still or very dynamic. Regardless of such a vibrant life, the Eldar of the noblest lineage sensed that time was up. Whether all would end with the triumph of the Good or with chained servitude under the ruthless rule of Sauron, the journey to Valinor could not have been delayed any further.

Walküre:
Lit Earldom, thou gracious and ever-sunny


Lit Earldom, thou gracious and ever-sunny,
Raised by the godly might, and in no manner uncanny,
By immortal souls only thou mayest be inhabited,
The ways of thy gold-wheat fields know not sadness and always are spirited.

Lit Earldom, thou splendid and pure,
The highest wall embraceth thee and maketh thy shires ever-secure,
Impregnable and sanctified, who thee could ever dare harm, if not a fool?
The fate of Arda is to be determined in the Ring of Doom, for all is to obey of the Powers the holy rule.


Lit Earldom is one of the many titles with which Valinor is named and known, appearing also in the Lay of Ingwë. It refers to the fact that, whether by the Two Trees or the later Sun and Moon, the realm of the Valar was never left in the darkness and in the absence of light. In the aftermath of the cataclysmic destruction of the Two Lamps, which ended the perfect symmetry of the ancestral world, the Blessed Realm was the sole domain enlightened by warm radiance, when all Middle-earth and some territories of the very Aman lay under the eternal starred sky of the Years of the Trees, whereas the dwellings of the Archangels enjoyed the Eternal Day of their sacred shires, ensured by the never-ending cycle of the legendary Two Trees of Valinórë.

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