For all of you who don't know. Yet.
The Tale of Túrin Turambar
There Níniel saw the dragon lying, but she heeded him not, for a man lay beside him; and she ran to Turambar, and called his name in vain. Then finding that his hand was burned she washed it with tears and bound it about with a strip of her raiment, and she kissed him and cried on him again to awake. Thereat Glaurung stirred for the last time ere he died, and he spoke with his last breath saying, 'Hail, Nienor, daughter of Húrin. We meet again ere the end. I give thee joy that thou hast found thy brother at last. And now thou shalt know him: a stabber in the dark, treacherous to foes, faithless to friends, and a curse upon his kin, Túrin son of Húrin! But the worst of all his deeds thou shalt feel in thyself.'
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sâmbătă, 8 decembrie 2007
Dagnir Glaurunga
Scris de Turambar at 19:08
Etichete: Literature, Tolkien
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