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It
is
told
that
a
seer
and
harp
-
player
of
Brethil
named
Glirhuin
made
a
song
,
saying
that
the
Stone
of
the
Hapless
should
not
be
defiled
by
Morgoth
nor
ever
thrown
down
,
not
though
the
sea
should
drown
all
the
land
;
as
after
indeed
befell
,
and
still
Tol
Morwen
stands
alone
in
the
water
beyond
the
new
coasts
that
were
made
in
the
days
of
the
wrath
of
the
Valar
.
But
Hurin
does
not
lie
there
,
for
his
doom
drove
him
on
,
and
the
Shadow
still
followed
him
.
Now
Hurin
crossed
over
Teiglin
and
passed
southwards
down
the
ancient
road
that
led
to
Nargothrond
;
and
he
saw
far
off
to
the
eastward
the
lonely
height
of
Amon
Rudh
,
and
knew
what
had
befallen
there
.
At
length
he
came
to
the
banks
of
Narog
,
and
ventured
the
passage
of
the
wild
river
upon
the
fallen
stones
of
the
bridge
,
as
Mablung
of
Doriath
had
ventured
it
before
him
;
and
he
stood
before
the
broken
Doors
of
Felagund
,
leaning
upon
his
staff
.
Here
it
must
be
told
that
after
the
departure
of
Glaurung
Mim
the
Petty
-
Dwarf
had
found
his
way
to
Nargothrond
,
and
crept
within
the
ruined
halls
;
and
he
took
possession
of
them
,
and
sat
there
fingering
the
gold
and
the
gems
,
letting
them
run
ever
through
his
hands
,
for
none
came
nigh
to
despoil
him
,
from
dread
of
the
spirit
of
Glaurung
and
his
very
memory
.
But
now
one
had
come
,
and
stood
upon
the
threshold
;
and
Mim
came
forth
,
and
demanded
to
know
his
purpose
.
But
Hurin
said
:
’
Who
are
you
,
that
would
hinder
me
from
entering
the
house
of
Finrod
Felagund
?
’
Then
the
Dwarf
answered
:
’
I
am
Mim
;
and
before
the
proud
ones
came
from
over
the
Sea
,
Dwarves
delved
the
halls
of
Nulukkizdin
.
I
have
but
returned
to
take
what
is
mine
;
for
I
am
the
last
of
my
people
.
’
’
Then
you
shall
enjoy
your
inheritance
no
longer
,
’
said
Hurin
;
’
for
I
am
Hurin
son
of
Galdor
,
returned
out
of
Angband
,
and
my
son
was
Turin
Turambar
,
whom
you
have
not
forgotten
;
and
he
it
was
that
slew
Glaurung
the
Dragon
,
who
wasted
these
halls
where
now
you
sit
;
and
not
unknown
is
it
to
me
by
whom
the
Dragon
-
helm
of
Dorlomin
was
betrayed
.
’
Then
Mim
in
great
fear
besought
Hurin
to
take
what
he
would
,
but
to
spare
his
life
;
but
Hurin
gave
no
heed
to
his
prayer
,
and
slew
him
there
before
the
doors
of
Nargothrond
.
Then
he
entered
in
,
and
stayed
a
while
in
that
dreadful
place
,
where
the
treasures
of
Valinor
lay
strewn
upon
the
floors
in
darkness
and
decay
;
but
it
is
told
that
when
Hurin
came
forth
from
the
wreck
of
Nargothrond
and
stood
again
beneath
the
sky
he
bore
with
him
out
of
all
that
great
hoard
but
one
thing
only
.
Now
Hurin
journeyed
eastward
,
and
he
came
to
the
Meres
of
Twilight
above
the
Falls
of
Sirion
;
and
there
he
was
taken
by
the
Elves
that
guarded
the
western
marches
of
Doriath
,
and
brought
before
King
Thingol
in
the
Thousand
Caves
.
Then
Thingol
was
filled
with
wonder
and
grief
when
he
looked
on
him
,
and
knew
that
grim
and
aged
man
for
Hurin
Thalion
,
the
captive
of
Morgoth
;
but
he
greeted
him
fairly
and
showed
him
honour
.
Hurin
made
no
answer
to
the
King
,
but
drew
forth
from
beneath
his
cloak
that
one
thing
which
he
had
taken
with
him
out
of
Nargothrond
;
and
that
was
no
lesser
treasure
than
the
Nauglamir
,
the
Necklace
of
the
Dwarves
,
that
was
made
for
Finrod
Felagund
long
years
before
by
the
craftsmen
of
Nogrod
and
Belegost
,
most
famed
of
all
their
works
in
the
Elder
Days
,
and
prized
by
Finrod
while
he
lived
above
all
the
treasures
of
Nargothrond
.
And
Hurin
cast
it
at
the
feet
of
Thingol
with
wild
and
bitter
words
.
’
Receive
thou
thy
fee
,
’
he
cried
,
’
for
thy
fair
keeping
of
my
children
and
my
wife
!
For
this
is
the
Nauglamir
,
whose
name
is
known
to
many
among
Elves
and
Men
;
and
I
bring
it
to
thee
out
of
the
darkness
of
Nargothrond
,
where
Finrod
thy
kinsman
left
it
behind
him
when
he
set
forth
with
Beren
son
of
Barahir
to
fulfil
the
errand
of
Thingol
of
Doriath
!
’
Then
Thingol
looked
upon
the
great
treasure
,
and
knew
it
for
the
Nauglamir
,
and
well
did
he
understand
Hurin
’
s
intent
;
but
being
filled
with
pity
he
restrained
his
wrath
,
and
endured
Hurin
’
s
scorn
.
And
at
the
last
Melian
spoke
,
and
said
:
’
Hurin
Thalion
,
Morgoth
hath
bewitched
thee
;
for
he
that
seeth
through
Morgoth
’
s
eyes
,
willing
or
unwilling
,
seeth
all
things
crooked
.
Long
was
Turin
thy
son
fostered
in
the
halls
of
Menegroth
,
and
shown
love
and
honour
as
the
son
of
the
King
;
and
it
was
not
by
the
King
’
s
will
nor
by
mine
that
he
came
never
back
to
Doriath
.
