Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 203 Galadriel's Water Mirror
"Lady Galadriel, you are wise, fearless and beautiful." Frodo suppressed the fear and reluctance in his heart, and even a trace of resentment, he said, "If you want, I will give you the One Ring. You. It's just too much trouble for me."

"I don't deny it, I am extremely eager to ask for what you have to offer." The elf queen's hand touching the ring visibly trembled, and a very bright light emanated from her body, only illuminating her, and everything else fell on her. in the dark.She stood before Frodo now, unfathomably tall and beautiful, terrible and majestic at once.

"As I said, no elves, dragons, or even wizards can resist its power. For many years, I have been thinking about what I would do if the Lord Lord Ring came to me. And you Behold! It was brought where I lay my hand. You willingly gave me the Ring! You will raise a Queen in place of the Lord of Darkness. I will not be dark, but beautiful and terrible , as morning and night! Beautiful as the sea, the sun, and the snow on the holy mountain! Terrible as the storm and lightning! Stronger and solider than the foundation of the earth! All creatures will love me and will despair!"

Frodo trembled too, and his face grew pale and ugly, and his short form was almost crumpled, but a voice forced him to stand where he was, and he bit his lip until a stream of rust-smelling liquid flowed into him. mouth.

But then the Elven Queen let the hand drop, and the light disappeared.Suddenly, she laughed out loud again, oops!She shrunk—and became a long, slender elf woman again, wrapped in pristine white robes, her voice soft and sad.

"But if I do take the Ring from my guest by force or intimidation, don't I add another feat to his ring?" Galadriel looked at him. "Frodo, no mortal believes in fate. , They are confident and proud, eager to control their own lives, but they don't know that all living beings have already made arrangements, so you came to me? And no matter whether Sauron himself rises or falls, the evil that was planned a long time ago will always It will continue to operate in many ways. But alone will not end in my hands, fate has long revealed."

"And I have passed the test," she said, "and I will decay, and go to the West, still Galadriel."

Frodo gasped, and he had passed the first test, he thought.

"And what is my fate, my lady?" asked Frodo after a moment's silence. "How shall I accomplish it, if wise men stronger than hobbits will not undertake it?"

"This is what has troubled you, Frodo. You have feared the One Ring ever since you knew it, even though you accepted this cruel fate at the council of Elrond." Galad Riel replied, "But please don't blame Master Turka. His responsibility is also extremely heavy. He has endured far more than you know, and haven't you heard that everything in the world has its own trajectory and laws, and there are Sometimes, the more you want to accomplish something, the farther it gets from you.”

Frodo was silent, and all was still about him.

Galadriel scooped up the brook water and poured it into the silver basin to the brim, and blew on the surface of the water. "This is Galadriel's water mirror." When the water calmed down again, she opened her mouth, "If you want, you can see what you want here, and maybe you will have the answer."

The air was still, and the Vale was very dark, and the Lady Elf stood tall and pale beside Frodo. "What shall I see? And what shall I see?" asked Frodo, in awe.

"I can command the mirror to reveal many things," she replied, "to some people I can reveal all that they desire to see. But the mirror also reveals things of its own accord, and such things are often stranger than we expect to see , and more valuable. If you let the water mirror run freely, then even I don't know what you will see. Because it will show the past, present, and possible future. But which kind of one sees, Not even the wisest of men always get it right. Would you like to see it?"

Frodo made no answer.

They stood silently for a long time. "I still don't understand." Frodo's hand never moved from the silver chain around his neck: "If Lord Noratul brought me here, he must also hope that the Elf Queen can give the poor hobbit A little help, but I don't see him. Where is Smaug?"

"You're starting to look at things with a sharp eye," said Galadriel. "The son of Turka and Fenna has his quest, and he's leaving you in the care of the elves for a while, but unfortunately, I can no longer provide better help."

"I don't understand." Frodo felt that the ring in his hand was getting heavier, and the dense shadows around him kept coming, as if to swallow him up.He continued to question.

Galadriel was silent for a moment, and then said: "Frodo, have you ever heard of the Three Rings of the Elves?"

"Yes, I have," said Frodo.

"Celebrity and his artisans forged them out of a desire to 'understand, make and heal', imbued with the power to preserve all things untainted.Those who hold the three precepts can resist the erosion and damage of the years and delay the fatigue and aging of the world, so Sauron also wants the three precepts most.But when Celebrimbor became aware of Sauron's intentions, he delivered Nenya to me, and entrusted the other two rings to Gil-galad, High King of Lindon.Jill Gallard kept Via and handed Naya to Cirdan, Lord of the Harbor. "The elf queen narrated the old secrets, and Frodo listened so fascinated that even the shadow was not so heavy, "After the final alliance war, Via fell to Gil Gala And when Mithrandil and the others came to Middle-earth, Cirdan handed Naya to him.They all kept these rings secretly and used them to protect those beautiful things. "

"Ah," exclaimed Frodo.

"So if you fail, we will be exposed to the enemy and be seen by him. For the nine rings were forged by Sauron's technology; but if you succeed, then our strength will decline, Loth Lorien Will fade and die, the tides of time will wash it away. We must die and go west, or we will fade into primitive peoples in the valleys and caves, slowly forgetting the past and being forgotten. Olway Except for the sons of the three great elves, some part of the three major elves will take on the responsibility of the new era." Galadriel looked at him and said surprisingly: "Besides, Via is no longer in my hands, and I can't use it to relieve you. pain, Frodo, and you are on your own this journey."

Frodo felt dizzy. "Is it lost?"

Galadriel took his hand, and a cool force eased his dizziness, but that was all, "Here's what I'm going to say: Lord Turka has suffered more than you can imagine , the curse of an unspeakable enemy hangs over him, and only the power of Via and the gem of Elessa can save him."

Frodo bit his lip, recovering from his stupor, and looked gratefully at the Elven Queen, and after a moment he asked, "What do you wish then?"

"Let it be," she answered, "the elves love their land and their achievements deeper than the depths of the sea; Refuse to obey Sauron—for they have now seen him for what he really is. You are not responsible for Lothlórien's fate, the only one you are responsible for is your task. But, in spite of nothing, I wish the High Ring Never forged, or lost forever."

"Besides, the advice I can give you is: don't use it as much as possible! It will destroy you. No one can drive the One Ring except Sauron!"

Only then did Frodo realize that he had been clutching the silver chain around his neck, and he let go of it in shame, hardly daring to look at the Elven Queen.Galadriel smiled and put his hands down.

"Frodo, Lord Turka and the wizard believe that you have enough courage and wisdom to take such a risk, otherwise Noratu would not have brought you here. Please do as you wish!" She retreated to side.

Frodo hesitated a moment, then went to the basin.He bent over the murky water.The water mirror was immediately clear, and he saw a piece of land immersed in the twilight.The pale sky was set against the hazy, dark mountains in the distance.He caught a glimpse of Bilbo walking up and down the room restlessly.Papers litter the desk, and the rain beats on the windows.

Then, there was a pause, and then many scenes in quick succession, which Frodo somehow knew were fragments of the great history in which he was drawn.The fog dissipated, and he saw a scene he had never seen before, a wide river flowing through a densely populated city.Then there is a white fortress with seven towers.A great banner embroidered with the coat of arms of the White Tree shone in the sun.A thick smoke rose like from fire and battle, and the darkness was dispelled, and the light shone on the majestic city again.

Then he saw a big mountain, with black smoke and lava billowing into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, so he immediately knew that it was the Doomsday Volcano.Once he dreamed about it and saw a very scary dream.He dreamed that he was controlled by the Supreme Ring and fell into darkness.

At last he beheld a very dreadful figure, whose face was vague, sometimes handsome, sometimes as hideous as all the evils in the world, and as if he felt that Frodo was solidifying him, the figure suddenly stretched out his hand , caught Frodo.

Then Frodo trembled violently, and tried to run away, but the Ring fell from his neck, and became so heavy that it weighed more than the Stone, and his head was drawn down.The water mirror seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and steam began to rise from the water surface.He slid forward involuntarily.

"Keep out of the water!" whispered Lady Galadriel.The sight faded, and Frodo found himself looking at the cool stars twinkling in the silver basin.He stepped back a few steps and looked at his wife, trembling all over.

"I cannot." Frodo had never imagined that he could utter such a terrible scream, and the hobbit's voice was hoarse and harsh, like a ghost.

"Whether what you see is good or bad, it may be good or bad for you." Galadriel looked at him, and said solemnly: "Every wise man has a choice, Frodo, Destiny is not what you see, but what you choose to do."

"Master Turka knows what he will face when he makes the choice. His heart will stay in Aman forever with the daughter of Eros and Erwenwen going west, but at the same time, a new hope will stay in the Middle-earth; as we speak, the elves are fighting to the death in the homeland of the dwarves, don't we know the result of this choice? But you see, even if this once vibrant city of tree people is now empty, The dusk became like the setting sun, but the elves still chose to do so."

"Some things, even the wise cannot see the whole picture, but we can get the answer from love and understanding. I am here to let you understand this."

The Elven Queen raised her fair arms and opened her hands to the east.The evening star Eärendil, the beloved evening star of the elves, was shining in the night sky, so bright that it cast a faint shadow on the ground on the figure of the elf lady.

Frodo was shocked, and he understood why Bilbo was so respected by elves, dwarves, and even wizards, because the choices he made back then were not just an adventure, but out of loyalty, love, and understanding. Even in his most desperate moments, he never gave up his responsibility.

They stood silently for a long time. "Let us go back!" said Frodo at last, "I think I know what to do, thank you, Lady Galadriel."

Frodo bowed respectfully to the Elven Queen.

Galadriel looked at him, with a smile on his face again, "It seems that you really understand."

"Indeed," said Frodo, "at any rate I will do my duty, for all that are dead, and that are yet alive."

So they turned and left.

On the way back to the lofty palace, Frodo couldn't help asking one last question: "It is said that the Elves work certain magical magics. Is that the mirror?"

The elf queen smiled, "Although I don't fully understand what you mean by magic; you seem to always use the same word to describe the tricks of the enemy and some things you think are incredible. However, if you want to understand , then this is the magic of Galadriel."

Frodo nodded thoughtfully.

Frodo threw himself on his couch that night, and fell fast asleep.No sound nor dream to disturb the hobbit's slumber.When he woke up, he found that the sky had already shone on the lawn in front of the house, and the fountain was rising and falling under the sunlight, glittering and translucent.

"It seems that you have indeed recovered." Noratu's handsome face appeared in front of him, and the prince looked at him with a smile, but did not explain where he had been during this time.

"Your Highness Noratu," Frodo cried happily.

　On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I wish all the lovely book friends a happy family and all the best.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)