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Beleriand

Ancient memories

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Poetry

A song of Eglador as sung by Galmaxthalion in the refuge of Meluinen by the waters, in the presence of good company and merryment -


Beneath the stars ere moon set sail

Amidst the holly tall and fair

The Sight of Doriath

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Hearken to me, wanderer! Once you set foot upon the Andram, look north.

For you shall behold the realm of Doriath from afar, the heart of Elvendom in Beleriand.

Act I Part XVII The Fall of Beleriand

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Story

Act I, Part XVII: The Fall of Beleriand

Act I Part XIV The Black Blade

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Story

Act I, Part XIV: The Black Blade

Act I Part XII Departure from Nan Elmoth

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Story

Act I, Part XII: Departure from Nan Elmoth

Act I Part III The First Battle of Beleriand

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Story

Act I Part III The First Battle of Beleriand

Act I Part I When the World was Young

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Story

Act I, Part I: When the World was Young

Under the boughs of Dorthonion

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Under the boughs of Dorthonion

Melethaon In the First Age

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Me

The Adventures of Melethaon, Warrior and Ring-smith, in the First Age and all of it's forgotten wars. Many battles has he fought during the First Age, and this is where he will keep them and organize his journal entries.

The Sting of Mortality

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Poetry

*Written in Tengwar lettering, the text appears to be very old*

((The text here should be considered translated into modern Westron from an older form of Sindarin, dating back to the time of Beleriand))

 

The Sting of Mortality

'Twere with great glee I met the Naugrim,

Such casual yet curious creatures they were,

With hair from chin and jaw and under horn,

So small yet splayed in stature,

They worked without weariness, without wear,

Great walls and pillars, bejewelled or more,

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