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<br><br><center>'''''If in days to come you remember the words of Melian, it will be for your good: '''''</center>
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<br><br><br><center>'''''"He was dark-haired as his mother, and promised to be like her in mood also; for he was not merry, and spoke little, though he learned to speak early and ever seemed older than his years. Túrin was slow to forget injustice or mockery; but the fire of his father was also in him, and he could be sudden and fierce. Yet he was quick to pity, and the hurts or sadness of living things might move him to tears; and he was like his father in this also, for Morwen was stern with others as with herself."'''''</center>
<center>'''''fear both the heat and the cold of your heart, and strive for patience, if you can.''''' </center>
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<center>'''''- [[Túrin in Doriath]]'''''</center>
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<br><br><center>'''''"That may be, if fall you call it" , said Túrin. "That may be. But so it went; and words stuck in my throat. There was reproof in his eyes, without question asked of me, for a deed I had not done. My Man's heart was proud, as the Elf-king said. And so it still is, Beleg Cúthalion. Not yet will it suffer me to go back to Menegroth and bear looks of pity and pardon, as for a wayward boy amended. I should give pardon, not receive it. And I am a boy no longer, but a man, according to my kind; and a hard man by my fate."'''''</center>
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<br><br><center>'''''Then suddenly the sea-longing took him as though a great hand had been laid on his throat, '''''</center>
 
<center>'''''and his heart hammered, and his breath was stopped.''''' </center>
 
<center>'''''- [[Aldarion and Erendis: The Mariner's Wife|Aldarion and Erendis]]'''''</center>
 
  
 
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<b>''He chanted a song of wizardry,''<br>
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<center>''''' "Can I not, can I not, Mablung ?" cried Túrin. "But why no! For see, I am blind! Did you not know? Blind, blind, groping since childhood in a dark mist of Morgoth! Therefore leave me! Go, go! Go back to Doriath, and may winter shrivel it! A curse upon Menegroth! And a curse on your errand. This only was wanting. Now comes the night!" '''''</center>
''Of piercing, opening, of treachery,''<br>
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''Revealing, uncovering, betraying.''<br>
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''Then sudden Felagund there swaying''<br>
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''Sang in answer a song of staying,''<br>
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''Resisting, battling against power,''<br>
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''Of secrets kept, strength like a tower,''<br>
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''And trust unbroken, freedom, escape;''<br>
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''Of changing and of shifting shape,''<br>
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''Of snares eluded, broken traps,''<br>
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''The prison opening, the chain that snaps,''<br>
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''Backwards and forwards swayed their song.''<br>
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''Reeling and foundering, as ever more strong''<br>
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''The chanting swelled, Felagund fought,''<br>
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''And all the magic and might he brought,''<br>
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''Of Elvenesse into his words.''<br>
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''Softly in the gloom they heard the birds''<br>
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''Singing afar in Nargothond,''<br>
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''The sighing of the sea beyond,''<br>
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''Beyond the western world, on sand,''<br>
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''On sand of pearls in Elvenland.''<br>
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''Then the gloom gathered; darkness growing''<br>
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''In Valinor, the red blood flowing''<br>
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''Beside the sea, where the Noldor slew''<br>
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''The Foamriders, and stealing drew''<br>
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''Their white ships with their white sails''<br>
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''From lamplit havens. The wind wails'',<br>
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''The wolf howls. The ravens flee.''<br>
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''The ice mutters in the mouths of the sea.''<br>
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''The captives sad in Angband mourn,''<br>
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''Thunder rumbles, the fires burn-''<br>
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''And Finrod fell before the throne.''<br></b>
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<br><br><center>'''''Thus fell the High King of the Noldor; and they beat him into the dust with their maces,'''''</center>
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<center>'''''and his banner, blue and silver, they trod into the mire of his blood.''''' </center>
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<center>'''''- [[Of the Fifth Battle: Nirnaeth Arnoediad|Nirnaeth Arnoediad]]'''''</center>
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Revision as of 21:13, 7 July 2008




"He was dark-haired as his mother, and promised to be like her in mood also; for he was not merry, and spoke little, though he learned to speak early and ever seemed older than his years. Túrin was slow to forget injustice or mockery; but the fire of his father was also in him, and he could be sudden and fierce. Yet he was quick to pity, and the hurts or sadness of living things might move him to tears; and he was like his father in this also, for Morwen was stern with others as with herself."




Fëanor This user loves Fëanor over any other elf.




Sons of Fëanor This user supports the Sons of Fëanor as the rightful owners of the Silmarils.








"That may be, if fall you call it" , said Túrin. "That may be. But so it went; and words stuck in my throat. There was reproof in his eyes, without question asked of me, for a deed I had not done. My Man's heart was proud, as the Elf-king said. And so it still is, Beleg Cúthalion. Not yet will it suffer me to go back to Menegroth and bear looks of pity and pardon, as for a wayward boy amended. I should give pardon, not receive it. And I am a boy no longer, but a man, according to my kind; and a hard man by my fate."




Finrod This user terribly dislikes Beren Erchamion.





Fingon This user hates Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs with a vengeance.








"Can I not, can I not, Mablung ?" cried Túrin. "But why no! For see, I am blind! Did you not know? Blind, blind, groping since childhood in a dark mist of Morgoth! Therefore leave me! Go, go! Go back to Doriath, and may winter shrivel it! A curse upon Menegroth! And a curse on your errand. This only was wanting. Now comes the night!"