بخش 13

Cares Galeton.

The heart of Elvendom on earth.

Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light.

The enemy knows you have entered here.

What hope you had in secrecy is now gone.

Eight there are here, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell.

Tell me, where is Gandalf

For I much desire to speak with him.

I can no longer see him from afar.

Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land.

He has fallen into shadow.

He was taken by both shadow and flame.

A Balrog of Morgoth.

For we went needlessly into the net of Moria.

Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life.

We do not yet know his full purpose.

Do not let the great emptiness of Khazaddûm fill your heart Gimli, son of Gloin.

For the world has grown full of peril and in all lands love is now mingled with grief.

What now becomes of this fellowship

Without Gandalf, hope is lost.

The quest stands upon the edge of a knife.

Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all.

Yet hope remains while the company is true.

Do not let your hearts be troubled.

Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil.

Tonight, you will sleep.

Welcome, Frodo of the Shire one who has seen the eye

A lament for Gandalf.

What do they say about him

I have not the heart to tell you.

For me, the grief is still too near.

I bet they don’t mention his fireworks.

There should be a verse about them.

The finest rockets ever seen

They burst in stars of blue and green

Or after thunder, silver showers

Came falling like a rain of flowers

Oh, that doesn’t do them justice by a long road.

Take some rest.

These borders are wellprotected.

I will find no rest here.

I heard her voice inside my head.

She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor.

She said to me; Even now there is hope Left.

But I cannot see it.

It is long since we had any hope.

My father is a noble man.

But his rule is failing and our people lose faith.

He looks to me to make things right, and I would do it.

I would see the glory of Gondor restored.

Have you ever seen it, Aragorn

The white tower of Ecthelion.

Glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver.

Its banners caught high in the morning breeze.

Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets

I have seen the white city long ago.

One day, our paths will lead us there.

And the tower guard shall take up the call

The Lords of Gondor have returned.

Will you look into the mirror

What will I see

Even the wisest cannot tell.

For the mirror shows many things.

Things that were things that are and some things that have not yet come to pass.

I know what it is you saw.

For it is also in my mind.

It is what will come to pass if you should fail.

The fellowship is breaking.

It is already begun.

He will try to take the ring.

You know of whom I speak.

One by one, it will destroy them all.

If you ask it of me I will give you the one ring.

You offer it to me freely.

I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this.

In place of a dark lord, you would have a queen not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn Treacherous as the sea

Stronger than the foundations of the earth

All shall love me and despair.

I pass the test. I will diminish and go into the West and remain Galadriel.

I cannot do this alone.

You are a ringbearer, Frodo.

To bear a ring of power is to be alone.

This is Nenya, the ring of Adamant.

And I am its keeper.

This task was appointed to you.

And if you do not find a way no one will.

Then I know what I must do.

It’s just I’m afraid to do it.

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Do you know how the orcs first came into being