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Elendil
and
his
sons
after
founded
kingdoms
in
Middle
-
earth
;
and
though
their
lore
and
craft
was
but
an
echo
of
that
which
had
been
ere
Sauron
came
to
Numenor
,
yet
very
great
it
seemed
to
the
wild
men
of
the
world
.
And
much
is
said
in
other
lore
of
the
deeds
of
the
heirs
of
Elendil
in
the
age
that
came
after
,
and
of
their
strife
with
Sauron
that
not
yet
was
ended
.
For
Sauron
himself
was
filled
with
great
fear
at
the
wrath
of
the
Valar
,
and
the
doom
that
Eru
laid
upon
sea
and
land
.
It
was
greater
far
than
aught
he
had
looked
for
,
hoping
only
for
the
death
of
the
Numenoreans
and
the
defeat
of
their
proud
king
.
And
Sauron
,
sitting
in
his
black
seat
in
the
midst
of
the
Temple
,
had
laughed
when
he
heard
the
trumpets
of
Ar
-
Pharazon
sounding
for
battle
;
and
again
he
had
laughed
when
he
heard
the
thunder
of
the
storm
;
and
a
third
time
,
even
as
he
laughed
at
his
own
thought
,
thinking
what
he
would
do
now
in
the
world
,
being
rid
of
the
Edain
for
ever
,
he
was
taken
in
the
midst
of
his
mirth
,
and
his
seat
and
his
temple
fell
into
the
abyss
.
But
Sauron
was
not
of
mortal
flesh
,
and
though
he
was
robbed
now
of
that
shape
in
which
he
had
wrought
so
great
an
evil
,
so
that
he
could
never
again
appear
fair
to
the
eyes
of
Men
,
yet
his
spirit
arose
out
of
the
deep
and
passed
as
a
shadow
and
a
black
wind
over
the
sea
,
and
came
back
to
Middle
-
earth
and
to
Mordor
that
was
his
home
.
There
he
took
up
again
his
great
Ring
in
Barad
-
dur
,
and
dwelt
there
,
dark
and
silent
,
until
he
wrought
himself
a
new
guise
,
an
image
of
malice
and
hatred
made
visible
;
and
the
Eye
of
Sauron
the
Terrible
few
could
endure
.
But
these
things
come
not
into
the
tale
of
the
Drowning
of
Numenor
,
of
which
now
all
is
told
.
And
even
the
name
of
that
land
perished
,
and
Men
spoke
thereafter
not
of
Elenna
,
nor
of
Andor
the
Gift
that
was
taken
away
,
nor
of
Numenore
on
the
confines
of
the
world
;
but
the
exiles
on
the
shores
of
the
sea
,
if
they
turned
towards
the
West
in
the
desire
of
their
hearts
,
spoke
of
Mar
-
nu
-
Falmar
that
was
whelmed
in
the
waves
,
Akallabeth
the
Downfallen
,
Atalante
in
the
Eldarin
tongue
.
*
*
*
Among
the
Exiles
many
believed
that
the
summit
of
the
Meneltarma
,
the
Pillar
of
Heaven
,
was
not
drowned
for
ever
,
but
rose
again
above
the
waves
,
a
lonely
island
lost
in
the
great
waters
;
for
it
had
been
a
hallowed
place
,
and
even
in
the
days
of
Sauron
none
had
defiled
it
And
some
there
were
of
the
seed
of
Earendil
that
afterwards
sought
for
it
,
because
it
was
said
among
loremasters
that
the
far
-
sighted
men
of
old
could
see
from
the
Meneltarma
a
glimmer
of
the
Deathless
Land
.
For
even
after
the
ruin
the
hearts
of
the
Dunedain
were
still
set
westwards
;
and
though
they
knew
indeed
that
the
world
was
changed
,
they
said
:
’
Avallone
is
vanished
from
the
Earth
and
the
Land
of
Aman
is
taken
away
,
and
in
the
world
of
this
present
darkness
they
cannot
be
found
.
Yet
once
they
were
,
and
therefore
they
still
are
,
in
true
being
and
in
the
whole
shape
of
the
world
as
at
first
it
was
devised
.
’
For
the
Dunedain
held
that
even
mortal
Men
,
if
so
blessed
,
might
look
upon
other
times
than
those
of
their
bodies
’
life
;
and
they
longed
ever
to
escape
from
the
shadows
of
their
exile
and
to
see
in
some
fashion
fee
light
that
dies
not
;
for
the
sorrow
of
the
thought
of
death
had
pursued
them
over
the
deeps
of
the
sea
.
Thus
it
was
that
great
mariners
among
them
would
still
search
the
empty
seas
,
hoping
to
come
upon
the
Isle
of
Meneltarma
,
and
there
to
see
a
vision
of
things
that
were
.
But
they
found
it
not
.
And
those
that
sailed
far
came
only
to
the
new
lands
,
and
found
them
like
to
the
old
lands
,
and
subject
to
death
.
And
those
that
sailed
furthest
set
but
a
girdle
about
the
Earth
and
returned
weary
at
last
to
the
place
of
their
beginning
;
and
they
said
:
’
All
roads
are
now
bent
.
’
Thus
in
after
days
,
what
by
the
voyages
of
ships
,
what
by
lore
and
star
-
craft
,
the
kings
of
Men
knew
that
the
world
was
indeed
made
round
,
and
yet
the
Eldar
were
permitted
still
to
depart
and
to
come
to
the
Ancient
West
and
to
Avallone
,
if
they
would
.
Therefore
the
loremasters
of
Men
said
that
a
Straight
Road
must
still
be
,
for
those
that
were
permitted
to
find
it
.
And
they
taught
that
,
while
the
new
world
fell
away
,
the
old
road
and
the
path
of
the
memory
of
the
West
still
went
on
,
as
it
were
a
mighty
bridge
invisible
that
passed
through
the
air
of
breath
and
of
flight
(
which
were
bent
now
as
the
world
was
bent
)
,
and
traversed
Ilmen
which
flesh
unaided
cannot
endure
,
until
it
came
to
Tol
Eressea
,
the
Lonely
Isle
,
and
maybe
even
beyond
,
to
Valinor
,
where
the
Valar
still
dwell
and
watch
the
unfolding
of
the
story
of
the
world
.
And
tales
and
rumours
arose
along
the
shores
of
the
sea
concerning
mariners
and
men
forlorn
upon
the
water
who
,
by
some
fate
or
grace
or
favour
of
the
Valar
,
had
entered
in
upon
the
Straight
Way
and
seen
the
face
of
the
world
sink
below
them
,
and
so
had
come
to
the
lamplit
quays
of
Avallone
,
or
verily
to
the
last
beaches
on
the
margin
of
Aman
,
and
there
had
looked
upon
the
White
Mountain
,
dreadful
and
beautiful
,
before
they
died
.
OF
THE
RINGS
OF
POWERAND
THE
THIRD
AGE
