The Lord of the Rings

The world is changed
I feel it in the water
I feel it in the earth
I smell it in the air
Much that once was is lost
For none now live who remember
It began with the forging of the great rings
Three were given to the Elves
Immortal, wisets and fairest of all beings
Seven to the Drawf lords
Great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls
And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men
Who, above all else, desire power
For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race
But they were all of them deceived
For another ring was made
In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom
The Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a Master Ring to control all others
And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life
One Ring to rule them all
One by one
The Free Lands of Middle-earth fell to the power of the Rings
But there were some who resisted
A Last Alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor
And on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-earth
Victory was near
But the power of the Ring could not be undone
It was in this moment, when all hope had faded
That Isildur, son of the King
Took up his farther’s sword
Sauron, the enemy of the Free Peoples of Middle-earth, was defeated
The Ring passed to Isildur
Who had this one chance to destroy evil forever
But the hearts of Men are easily corrupted
And the Ring of Power has a will of its own
It betrayed Isildur
To his death
And something that should not have been forgotten was lost
History became legend
Legend became myth
And for two and a half thousand years
The Ring passed out of all knowledge
Until when chance came
It ensnared a new bearer
The Ring came to the creature Gollum
Who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains
And there it consumed him
The Ring bought Gollum unatural long life
For five hundred years it poisoned his mind
And in the gloom of Gollum’s cave, it waited
Darkness crept back into the forests of the world
Rumor grew of a shadow in the East
Whispers of a nameless fear
And the Ring of power perceived
Its time had now come
It abandoned Gollum
But something happened then the Ring did not intend
It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable
A hobbit — Bilbo Baggins of the Shire
For the time will soon come
When Hobbits will shape the fortunes of all
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1 Response to The Lord of the Rings

  1. Arrix says:

    The Lord of the Rings series is definitely my best love.You can never know how the New Zealander can be so creative and productive.A senior told me that each orc has its own style of behaviour.What kind of software are they using to generate and render those orcs?

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