After all, there finally comes an end on this story. Long the red company traveled, far and astray. It was in Eregion they found old records of the Noldor. ring-lore you know, writings of the time the rings of power were forged by Celebrimbor. They took the records before it would fall in the hands of the enemy. We would not know what damage it could cause against us. Their way led through the Dwarrowdelf, Khazad-dum in the tongue of the dwarves. When they reached Dwimordene, the need was high and gladly we didn't need to wait any longer anymore. There the elves of the golden wood mended Ancthan for good and they'll keep the morgul blade safe there. and that's how they returned: with nothing. no blade, no stone, no sickness. just the records, which they delivered in Rivendell, the elven refuge. the fragments belong to their people and will be more safe in their halls than in the ruins of old. It was there in Imladris, as the elves call their refuge, that I traveled to join the company homewards. We had to recover and we didn't come out undamaged. If you ask me, we are even heavily defeated. We lost one of our officers and another member could be saved just in time. and not any mystery is solved. And that's why I call these signs, although they are obviously from the enemy, UNKNOWN.
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