B5 Lotr

[Names]

Names, places and cites that sound very familiar:



The Rangers :

Dark, tall strangers that bring news from far away.

"In those days no other Men had settled dwellings so far west, or within a hundred leagues of the Shire. But in the wild lands beyond Bree there were mysterious wanderers. The Bree-folk called them Rangers, and knew nothing of their origin. They were taller and darker than the Men of Bree and were believed to have strange powers of sight and hearing, and to understand the languages of beasts and birds. They roamed at will southwards, and eastwards even as far as the Misty Mountains; but they were now few and rarely seen. When they appeared they brought news from afar, and told strange forgotten tales which were eagerly listen to; but the Bree-folk did not make friends of them."

('The Fellowship of the Ring', Book I, 'At the Sign of the Prancing Pony')


Khazad-dûm :

It is the name of an old dwarf mine. The fellowship of the ring has to use a way through it. There they encounter several enemies including a Balrog. During the fight Gandalf and the Balrog fall together into an abyss. (See also 'events')

('The Fellowship of the Ring', Book II, 'The Bridge of Khazad-dûm')


Lórien :

The old wood where the ancient Elves live.

"As soon as he [Frodo] set foot upon the far bank of Silverlode a strange feeling had come upon him, and it deepened as he walked on into the Naith: it seemed to him that he had stepped over a bridge of time into a corner of the Elder Days, and was now walking in a world that was no more. In Rivendell there was memory of ancient things; in Lórien the ancient things still lived on in the waking world. Evil had been seen and heard there, sorrow had been known; the Elves feared and distrusted the world outside: wolves were howling on the wood's borders: but on the land of Lórien no shadow lay."

('The Fellowship of the Ring', Book II, 'Lothlórien')


Mordor :

The land of doom where Evil has its origin.

"High cliffs lowered upon either side, and thrust forward from its mouth were two sheer hills, black-boned and bare. Upon them stood the Teeth of Mordor, two towers strong and tall. In days long passed they were built by the Men of Gondor in their pride and power, after the overthrow of Sauron and his flight, lest he should seek the return to his old realm. But the strength of Gondor failed, and men slept, and for long years the towers stood empty. Then Sauron returned. Now the watch-towers, which had fallen into decay, were repaired, and filled with arms, and garrisoned with ceaseless vigilance. Stony-faced they were, with dark window-holes staring north and east and west, and each window was full of sleepless eyes."

('The Two Towers', Book IV, 'The Black Gate is closed')


For our days are ending and our years failing...


To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever!

('The Return of the King', Book VI, 'The Field of Cormallen')

The Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie


"Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
  Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
  Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die,
  One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
  In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
  One Ring to rule them all. One Ring to find them,
  One Ring bring them all and in the darkness bind them
  In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie."

(Mainlyric)


The Road goes ever on and on...


"The Road goes ever on and on
  Out from the door where it began.
  Now far ahead the Road has gone,
  Let others follow it who can!
  Let them a journey new begin,
  But I at last with weary feet
  Will turn towards the lighted inn,
  My evening-rest and sleep to meet."

And as Bilbo murmured the last words his head dropped on his chest and he slept soundly."

('The Return of the King', Book VI, 'Many Partings')








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