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Shadow in the East, another part of the story. Start again.
This first part is being taken From FOSIntroduction from Shadows in the East
And so it was that with the dawning of the Age of Men, peace came unto Middle Earth.And as time began to slowly trickle by, Middle Earths people began to relax.They began to take pleasure in their new found peace... They began to feel safe and they began to cast aside their thoughts of fear. They forgot about the second prophecy of Mandos..They forgot about the Dagor Dagorath!
"Thus spoke Mandos in prophecy, when the Valar sat in judgement in Valinor and the rumour of his word was whispered among all the Elves of the West. When the world is old and the Powers have grown weary, Morgoth, the Black Foe of the World, seeing that the guard sleepeth, shall come back through the Door of the Night out of the Timeless Void; and all shall be darkness, for the sun he will turn to black, and the moon will no longer shed his light.."(1937 manuscript of the Quenta Silmarillion)
They forgot about the two missing Blue Wizards that has travelled East, as was their Quest within the second Age.Long had they believed, the Wizards had perished! Failed upon their Quests..And they forgot about the power, the Wizards wielded!
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For a moment my fingers were leaping and pulsing of urging demand to pocket the parchment back in my pocket, felt the jutting of my heart through the thin material of my skin.
Im a mage, it not a wizard a mage, anyone can call me a witch or wizard if they like, after arriving to this place, eyes watching me, they could all see the dirt of my high mighty feet, a bit carless for the royal medals and ornaments my clothing marked as symbols of battle. No one could even begin to come up to the standards to be represented in Middle Earth, they might see a traveller, a channeller or a herald, a sob broke broke after my appearance, this elves had penetrating eyes who bypassed the frontiers of my soul.
"Im no foe" The silence broke.
With a bow down to my knee, steeped down on my knee towards the King of Elves Thranduil, giving him the trust to chop my head if he must.
"Why can't you see whom am I and was, to let you see me?"
Murmured while I held equilibrium to the floor with my hand, that spear of mine hanging on my back was a bit huge and it made me nerves to present my power in service before the authority. Herd his sighting breath, he might be raising his head over me by now, this bowing thing seem as long as the scenario gathered all this, smiled to myself as I begin to trace back the journey who broad me.
"I'm actually a no one Sir from no land or realm. But I do know how to make pacts of blood with the very devils and anyone who might come across if does not give in to fight"
The trust was swollen, throbbing for me to stop talking before he ever asked me again to do so, thrust my hand over my back to hold my spare. It was a long trip, so I used it a walking stick to help me stand up again. After seeing all this power around, any false movement, my sweat dripped onto the ground, rolling down my cheeks like tears, like a stranger who had once believed in the power of the elves and magic. Standing up, stepped back with reverence, nodding to the ones present.
"I know what the two Blue Wizards wilded, the war would eat them up, names that would be honoured all this many years. Their fame would have besmirched the memory of the stones so they hidden them and vanished themselves. The Darkness Slayer and the East Helper, had many Wizards as well who helped unnumbered the West. They were not heard in West of Mordor ever again. But the door of night, the black door has a Fighting scene who repeats as a maleficent chant of a ghost to become reality. They had not collapse with the destruction of the one ring in a spiritual level."
Would be plenty reluctant to go on, but I had to end my part.
"This stones must be found, their edges were sharpened and wilded around in the base for prevalence, each has been invented for a different mission, every century a new breakage rampages out through the lands of shadows"
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