Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 155 Father and Son, and Mourning

The Battle of Osgiliath, which took place in 3007 of the third era, was the most tragic human resistance against darkness since the last alliance in the human world and the second light war.

In this battle, despite the early warning of Aragorn and the heroic battles of the brothers Boromir and Faramir, in the end, Western humans still lost to an enemy whose number was almost ten times that of theirs. More than 2000 soldiers died in battle except the crown prince, his younger brother, and two other warriors.

Among them, at the end of the battle, seeing that his side was about to lose, Boromir ordered the demolition of the stone bridge connecting the east and west banks.When the last stone bridge broke and huge stones fell into the icy Anduin, Boromir, guarding the east bank, threw water and did not surrender to the enemy until his death.

And Faramir, who was in charge of breaking the rear, also chose to rush into the enemy's formation when he was fighting the Umbar pirates upstream to the last person, and his whereabouts were unknown after that.

At that time, many people thought that the two brothers were dead—after the war, Aragorn, whose alias was Thorongil, searched for the whereabouts of the two princes in the lower reaches of the Anduin River, but found nothing.Therefore, in this battle, the Ithilien Commando, which was almost wiped out, also completely disappeared from people's sight.

But it was later proved that they were washed by the Anduin River to the downstream estuary, and miraculously survived - this directly caused Denethor II to be overwhelmed with grief, and has never recovered since.Prime Minister Orandil took the opportunity to seize all the authority of Minas Tirith.

In the same year, the first Battle of the Ford of the Eshin broke out. An army composed of black barbarians, a small number of wolf cavalry and a large number of mysterious strong humanoid creatures similar to half-orcs attacked Rothir stationed in the pass of Rohan. people.

Enemies are numerous and unexpected.Theojed, the only son of No. 17 King Theoden of Rohan, who was the second marshal of Rohan at the time, was hit by a black arrow and died at the age of 29.

After losing their commander, the Rohir people were in chaos. The enemy took the opportunity to charge, and the ford of the Aisin River fell.The western passage of Rohan was completely opened.

After achieving the goal, the mysterious army with Saruman's white handprint on the flag and helmet retreated.Almost no one knows they exist.

In the following year, the barbarians from the Black Barbarian rushed into West Emmet, and almost the whole of Rohan fell except for Helm's Deep and a few strongholds of Edoras.

Coupled with the great changes in Gondor in the south, since then, the human world has been completely plunged into boundless darkness.It was not until after the Second War of Light that Western humans regained their glory.

The 2941 years from 3019 to 78 in the third era were also called the "year of turmoil" or "year of darkness" by later generations.

All the tragic things that happened during this period are recorded in the elf epic "nak-ruste" (that is, black tears).

According to this epic record of dozens of lines, the tragic fate of human beings for 78 years was all caused by the sacred horn blown by the first dragon-born emperor named Dragon Bourne when the first child was born. , did not respond to the call of the ancient alliance.

The Lord of the Waters in the Valar cursed these proud and forgetful Men, and plunged them into pain and sorrow for decades.

It wasn't until Noratu, the son of Turka Arakano, sounded the sacred horn again, and led the good camp in all of Central Continent to defeat Sauron and his minions behind the Dark Years, that the curse completely faded away.

It can be seen that the gods are not only as blessed as the sea, but also as mighty as hell!
The 75th year of the Dark Year, which is the No.70 five years after the Battle of Gushan.

Turka Arakano was deeply aware of the rapid expansion of certain dark forces in the south, and he was thinking of his wife. On a certain day, he took his two children to Tower Hills (Tower Hills) located in the west of Eriador. ) (Emin Baled in Sindarin).Climbed the tallest of the three elven white towers - Eros Tirian.

Here lies the palantir known as the Elendil hedron.

Elendil, the king among the original people, and the later elves will come here when they miss their homeland (Númenor Island) and the blessed land across the sea, and look out to the other side of the sea through this spar.

It is said that Elendil could sometimes even see the Tower of Avaloni on the distant island of Tor Eressia; but Númenor was forever covered with sea and could not be seen. Eressa was an island that Ulmo placed in the Gulf of Eldama off the coast of Aman.The Elves of the Vanyar, the Noldor, and the Teleri had all landed on this island, and crossed the sea from Ulmola to Aman.

Many of the Noldor and the Sindar lived there after the end of the First Age.

And on the west side of the island is Okolongdi, where the Teleri elves live.

"Ada, can we see Nana from here?" At that time, the 15-year-old twins looked very much like their father and mother.Aratu, the dark-haired twin, was the stronger of the twins.Strong and empathetic, he is always curious to learn all he can.And he loves music and all the sounds that come out of the earth. He is the more skilled of the twins.

"Why can't we cross the sea and go to Valinor?" The silver-haired Noratu was the more beautiful and braver and more loyal of the twins.He has a lively and friendly personality.Compared with the earth, he prefers white sailboats and blue seas.He always goes to Cirdan's territory alone to manipulate those beautiful ships that look like swans, claiming to travel around the world.Perfectly inherited the Teleri elves' love for the ocean and the unknown.

"We can cross the Belegail Sea, go to the place where the mighty ones live, visit Nana and come back."

Prince Noratu said so.

I saw that the two brothers who inherited their father's strength were only 15 years old, and they were already nearly six feet five inches tall (about 193cm).Under the exquisite forehead crown, two almost identical handsome faces reflected Varda's starlight, and the golden vertical pupils were shining brightly.

And they were dressed in elf costumes, noble and comfortable.Like a young god.

Among them, Aratu, the black-haired one, stood behind his father, looking curiously at the dark spar placed in the center of the top floor of the Elven White Tower, and said, "Lord Elrond no longer has any forgings about these Palantirs." Documentation of technology, Ada, is there any similar technology preserved in the western land?"

The silver-haired Noratu walked up to the spar with great interest, looking like a curious baby. "Ada, what is the difference between this hedron and the Ithil hedron? Why can't I see this hedron from the hedron on the tower of Elendil?"

Since the twins had received all their father's unselfish love, the princes who had inherited half of the Teleri elves' lineage at that time hadn't aroused their yearning and longing for the home of all elves in the west.They miss their mother who has been away for many years, and miss the gentle voice and appearance of the past.

That's why Turka led the two brothers to Eros Tirian after a lapse of ten years to relieve their lovesickness.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Aratu glared at him immediately: "Are you secretly using the Ithil spar again? Ada said that we can't use it frequently."

Noratu made a grimace at his elder brother, and quietly reached out to touch the Elendil spar.In the end, his father saw through and grabbed him.

"This crystal is stronger than other crystals, and you can't use it alone now. Come here, let's go together." Turka said to the eldest son.

Aratu stepped forward immediately.

The three of them, father and son, put their hands on the dark spar at the same time.In the next second, their thoughts seemed to grow wings, spanning limited distances and boundless spaces, crossing the boundaries set by the gods, and reaching the blessed land!
This feeling is extremely strange, extraordinary people can understand.

Not even the Ithil spar.

The father and son even saw the palace of Manwe on the peak of Tanikatiel.

Ah, what an unforgettable and bright palace that is.No words in the world can describe its beauty and holiness.

Also, there are the forests of Oromy and the pastures of Yavanna, and the huts of Tulkas.

Immediately afterwards, the father and son also saw Tirian, the great and beautiful city of the elves in Aman Continent, and the swan Hong Kong Macao Kuolongdi.

It is rumored that all kinds of beautiful, novel, magnificent, and radiant things on Aman Continent that mortals could not imagine at that time were all happily and leisurely displayed in the eyes of the father and son, which left a deep impression on Aratu and Noratu. impression.

It was also at that time that the twins aroused their curiosity and longing for the home of all elves in the west.

This longing was deeply buried in their hearts, until they completely completed their mission in Middle Continent, the twins also followed their mother's footsteps to the Western Holy Land.

However, this is many, many years later.

The father and son felt that the boundaries of the world had become blurred, and a strange force enveloped their thoughts and eyes. Then they saw a beautiful maple tree in the garden of Lorien, sleeping peacefully. queen.

Several beings with beautiful and good shapes are taking good care of the female elf's body.

"Nana!"

Alatu and Noratu, who were attracted by all kinds of beauties and novelties in the Blessed Land, exclaimed at the same time.

And the "arrival" of the father and son also alarmed the mighty ones in the western lands, which was far beyond what Elendil could see in the old days.

A huge and majestic voice sounded from the sky: "This is not the time when your father and son are arriving, go back!"

The immature twins were immediately beaten back to the present world by the power of Manwë, and they let go of their hands, although they were not afraid, they were also in shock.

Only Turka Arakano looked at the familiar figure firmly and sadly, and refused to leave for a long time.

Although he knew that his wife had already gone to the palace of Mandos - the spar could not see through the realm dominated by souls.But when he really saw the once familiar and beautiful figure, the sadness in his heart was still uncontrollable.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair.
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt.
On the side of a hill in the deep forest green.
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Tracing of sparrow on the snow-crested brown.
Without no seams nor needle work.
Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain.
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land.
On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves. (Automatically imagine it sung in Quenya.)
It is said that when a melody, more poignant and sad than all the songs written by the elves, resounded in the Blessed Lands of the West through the power of the Elendil hedrons, all the living beings in Aman were killed. Startled.

The Noldor of Tirian City; the Teleri elves of Okolongdi; and the blond Vanya on Mount Taniquetil, all were deeply immersed in this beautiful and affectionate singing.

"Why are you doing this?"

said Manwë with a sigh.Then fell silent.

So all of Valinor knew that this was the Dragonborn mourning for their lost lover.

Hearing this beautiful song, Tokas couldn't help but stop, Varda and Yavana smiled, and the two masters of Lorien clasped their hands.

Aoli listened for a while, then continued to hit his iron.

Nina shed crystal tears.

And the three goddesses, Wei Rui, Wana, and Naisha, also have their own thoughts.

At last, the singing of the Dragonborn even reached the halls of Mandos.

In the last destination of the elves, a beautiful figure was stunned when he heard the singing, and then shed transparent tears.

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