Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 168

"Bilbo," cried Frodo joyfully, and his already cheerful mood became even more exalted.He stepped forward quickly and couldn't help but want to hug him.

"Ah, let's see who it is." Bilbo turned his head, with a smile on his old face. "My dear Frodo, my good boy, I am so glad to see you well at last. I I hear that this whole banquet is for you. I hope you enjoy yourself."

Frodo could see that Bilbo was really old. At this moment, he was gray-haired and his face was old, just like those old people who are dying. An empty shell remains.

"Why didn't you go?" Frodo said with some sobs. He took the respectable old man's skinny hand and stroked it gently: "You know, I miss you very much."

The hobbit who once faced the dragon, escaped from the town of the orcs, fought against the big spider, and was a guest of the Elven King and was graciously entertained by Thranduil said with a smile: "I also Miss you so much, but I've had a good look at you when you're sleeping. I sit next to your bed with Sam every day. As for parties, I don't go to that kind of thing much anymore. Besides, I have other thing to do."

"whats the matter?"

"Hurm. Hum," said a thick, queer-toned voice over their heads: "Well, you are the Hobbit of fables. Like Bilbo. Hello, Frodo. Um, is that the title? Excuse me, we don't use human language, hope I spelled it right. Hoom."

It was only then that Frodo saw that above them, just outside the window, stood a huge (fourteen feet at least high, and very strong) ... tree.

A... tree with an utterly bizarre face.

"Ah, you... I..." Frodo was looking at Treebeard's deep brown eyes with green gleams slowly, gravely, but penetratingly, and could hardly speak. .

He suddenly remembered the charade that Gandalf played before, and Sam's excited look, he took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Hello, sir, Frodo Baggins is at your service." .”

The elf and Sam all laughed.

"I said he would be surprised," said Pippin. "The moving trees that the Shire tell of are true, Frodo. They are Ents, Shepherds of the Trees. But they call themselves Ents."

"He is Treebeard, King of the Forest of Fangorn," said Bilbo, laughing. "He has many stories from old times, and I have been talking to him about them."

"Remember what I told you?" Gandalf came over and whispered to him, "He initiated this meeting."

"Tonight is a time for reunion. Let's save the heavy things for tomorrow. Now, let's sit down and enjoy the music and stories." Turka walked over, and he nodded to Treebeard.Then he looked around: "Too many of us have been burdened with sorrow, which makes us unable to see the direction of the road ahead. Now, in Lord Elrond's house, we can unload those burdens and take a good rest."

In Frodo's astonishing gaze, Treebeard actually bent his straight trunk, and saluted the High King, "Hum. The Ent has waited long enough, wait one more night, and Nothing unforgivable. As you wish, King of the North."

Bilbo also said: "Well said, I've been writing poetry all these years too, and I can't wait for the elves to help me figure out what's going on."

Elrond laughed: "Then we will wait and see."

So, everyone found their seats and sat down.The elven bard began to play sweet music.

By and by the hall was full, and Frodo was pleased to see so many beautiful faces gathered together, with the golden fire flickering in their faces and flickering in their hair.

Frodo sat down next to Bilbo, and Sam soon came and sat near them.They talked softly, ignoring the laughter and music in the surrounding hall.

Bilbo said that since he left Annuminas he had wandered aimlessly along the road and the country on either side, but somehow always kept in the direction of the valley.

Said he, "After a short rest I followed the dwarves to Erebor: that was my last journey. I saw Thorin again on the Lonely Mountain, and he too was very old, and Feli, as king of Turin The heirs are already preparing to ascend the throne; Kili and the others are all very well; even though the war has been going on and the dwarves' lives are beginning to become difficult, they can still hold on. Then I came back here and stayed."

"I have thought several times of going back to Hobbiton, but they would not let me go, I mean Gandalf and Elrond. Gandalf said, 'Bilbo, you have given up the Ring. If you It's not in your or anyone else's interest to try to intervene again.' And, Lord Turka also thinks, it's better for me to stay in Rivendell, where time seems to stand still, and staying here keeps my head clear. That's what he said."

Then he stopped, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but look at Frodo steadily.

"Are you wearing it now?" he whispered. "I mean: that ring! I really want to see it again, just look at it."

"Yes, I have it," answered Frodo, not knowing why. "It has always been the same, and has not changed at all."

"Well, I just wanted to see it again," said Bilbo.

At this time, the music changed, became more melodious and indifferent, as if someone was whispering sadly.

When Frodo got up and dressed, he found that someone had put the Ring on a new, light and strong chain, and hung it about his neck while he was asleep.At this point he slowly pulled it out.

Then, many people, I mean-Turka, Elrond, Gandalf, Lord of the Golden Flower, Arwen, the Dragonborn twins, and Aragorn almost all looked over.

Treebeard also noticed it because he was so close.

Although separated by shadows, they all saw the ring.

The eyes of Alatu and Noratu lit up immediately.They stared at the golden ring in a daze, the surrounding music and singing seemed to fade away, and only the ring with incredible magic power was in their eyes;
Aragorn's expression became more bitter, and his eyes flashed with a struggle;
Elrond, the Lord of the Golden Flower, and Gandalf all frowned, with a hint of disgust and a hint of fear;
Treebeard made a sort of muffled hum.

At this time, Turka suddenly made a sound.He said: "I don't like this song very much. It's too sad. Let's change it."

At that time, his voice was like a bell and drum, beating heavily on everyone's hearts.Pulled the minds of the twins and Aragorn back.

Just at this moment Bilbo stretched out his hand as if to grab the ring, but was awakened by the magical voice of the Silver King, and Frodo quickly withdrew the ring.

To his dismay and pain he found that he was no longer looking at Bilbo--a shadow seemed to have been thrown between them, and through it he found himself looking at a thin, wrinkled fellow with a hungry, looking look on his face. A pair of bony hands fumbled around.He had an urge to beat him up.

Bilbo looked quickly into Frodo's face, and raised his hand over his eyes.I'm sorry..." He said: "I'm so sorry to burden you, Frodo, and I'm sorry for all of it. "

Frodo hid the Ring well, and the shadow between them vanished, leaving hardly a trace.The light and music of the glen surrounded them again.

The others also twisted their bodies uneasily, as if they wanted to get rid of the ominous shadow.But many more elves and dwarves did not understand what was happening.

At this time, the beautiful Arwen stood up and said: "Because the elves have suffered too much sorrow, there is always a trace of nostalgia in our singing, but the elves also have many melodies that are not so sad. The light of the star shines upon you forever, friends of the elves."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and recited softly:

May the stars twinkle in the night sky

Endless starlight guides you on your journey

May the curtain of darkness fall
Evil things are far from your holy heart

The journey is lonely, you go alone

Oh - you're so far from home

Morni utúli
Believe in your creed
Morni alanti
But you promise not to forget
May the call of the evil shadow

just fell
May your long journey
light up the starry sky
When the night is conquered by you
you will rise in the sun

At first, Frodo couldn't understand the elegant Elvish lyrics, but the Elven Princess sang so beautifully that when she spoke, everyone was deeply fascinated by it.

The brisk singing voice spread throughout the valley, accompanied by a beautiful melody, almost everyone could not help but listen to it.

Frodo seemed to see a ray of starlight piercing the darkness and falling to the earth.

Gradually, the haze in everyone's hearts dissipated in this wonderful melody, and smiles and joy resurfaced on their faces.

And the elf princess standing in the center of the starlight is as beautiful and holy as if Varda came into the world.

Finally, Arwen's last word fell, and the surrounding applause was everywhere.

Even Turka couldn't help saying: "Of all the Elves of this land, you sing the most beautifully, Princess. You are called the Evening Star, as it is called."

"Let's do it again." Noratu clapped desperately, jumping off like an elf.Aratu also smiled and supported his younger brother's proposal.

Clearly, they adore this beautiful godmother.For since their mother left Middle-earth and returned to the home of all the elves.At that time, it was Princess Evening Star who had been taking care of them.

Ah yes.Many years ago, when Turka was suffering from the fact that one person did not know how to raise the young twins, the princess volunteered to come to Annuminas to take over the role of their mother and take care of the young twins.

We cannot know whether this is only due to the love of the elves for their young kin, or for some other reason.But it is because of this beautiful Princess Evening Star that the two little ones grow up happily and healthy.

Because this princess gave the twins the most tender love except their mother, she cared for them to grow up, and always explained to them gently that their mother was only temporarily separated from them, and one day, they would meet again.

This made the twins who lost their mother at that time extremely moved.

It can be said that the twins gained a lot of love as they grew up.Besides their father, the twins were closest to Arwen and Bilbo.

Even Chirdan of Grayhaven came after them.

Perhaps Elrond had foreseen this scene and told the messengers that his relatives would have a relationship with the new king.

Faced with such a beautiful singing voice, Bilbo also said: "Compared with the elves, my poetry is indeed mediocre! It seems that there is no room for me to develop in the future."

The elves and dwarves laughed.

Even Aragorn, who hadn't spoken for a long time, couldn't help chanting: A Elbereth Gilthoniel,

silivren penna miriel
o menel aglar elenath!
Na-chaered palan-diriel
o galadhremmin ennorath,

Fanuilos, le linnathon
nef aear, sí nef aearon!
Frodo did not know afterwards that it was a poem in praise of Elbereth (or Jillthonell), Queen of the Stars.It has been spoken of by the men of Dúnedain and the elves.

To the effect: Ah, Elberis!Gilsonnell!
Clear and crystal clear, the stars are bright

Flowing like the brilliance of a diamond!

On the forested and deep Central Continent, we look up from afar!
After the eternally white star, I will sing your praises,
On this side of the ocean, this side of the sea of ​​separation.

It was also at this time that Boromir and Faramir began to doubt Aragorn's identity.They looked at each other, looking at Aragorn with curiosity and doubt.

However, Arwen, who was praised by everyone, seemed very humble. She said: "As far as I know, Lord Turka's singing voice is not inferior to that of the elves. But it is a sad song, and it is against tonight's singing here. Joyful atmosphere."

At that time, Turka just looked at everyone with a smile, neither denying nor saying yes.The light of the fire shone on his face as the summer sun shines on trees.

And the twins who witnessed what happened that day can now accept the sadness.They said: "Father seldom sings, why not..."

Then Turka ushered in a 'fierce' gaze.

Everyone laughed again, tonight was indeed a happy day.Laughter and wonderful music always sounded from time to time, just like the bright firelight and the pure and bright moonlight, it became the eternal memory of almost everyone who participated that night.

Gandalf said with a smile: "This is indeed a good proposal. We have heard many beautiful elf songs tonight, but Lord Turka's has never been heard. It has to be said that this is a pity."

Bilbo even clapped his hands and stamped his feet like the dwarves and said, "Master Turka, come on, come on, it will open my eyes too, you know, and maybe the days before I can hear you singing are not many."

"Bilbo, it's too foul of you to say that," Turka sighed.

However, everyone's enthusiasm is even greater.

In the end, even Elrond and Glorfindel smiled and said, "Perhaps you shouldn't refuse. As you said, tonight is a day of reunion. Let us enjoy the joy of this moment."

"Hum." Treebeard woke up with a start, shaking his long beard, and a smile appeared in his brown eyes: "Ah, I seem to have heard that the silver king wants to sing? Well, maybe I You should listen."

have no choice.Under the light of the fire, surrounded by the breeze and stars, Turka could only say softly: "Then, let me wish you all a good dream with a lullaby. We have an extremely important meeting tomorrow." Let's do it."

when the cold of winter comes
A starless night will obscure the day
in the veil of the sun

We'll walk in the bitter rain

but in the dream
i can still hear your name
while in a dream
we will meet again

When the sea and the mountains disintegrate
we will come to the end of time
In the dark I hear a call

call me there

i will go there
Then return.

(All songs please automatically substitute into Elven language)

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　　Guess what the two songs that appear in this chapter are
　　
　
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