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Then
Thingol
’
s
mood
was
softened
;
and
Beren
sat
before
his
throne
upon
the
left
,
and
Luthien
upon
the
right
,
and
they
told
all
the
tale
of
the
Quest
,
while
all
there
listened
and
were
filled
with
amazement
.
And
it
seemed
to
Thingol
that
this
Man
was
unlike
all
other
mortal
Men
,
and
among
the
great
in
Arda
,
and
the
love
of
Luthien
a
thing
new
and
strange
;
and
he
perceived
that
their
doom
might
not
be
withstood
by
any
power
of
the
world
.
Therefore
at
the
last
he
yielded
his
will
,
and
Beren
took
the
hand
of
Luthien
before
the
throne
of
her
father
.
But
now
a
shadow
fell
upon
the
joy
of
Doriath
at
the
return
of
Luthien
the
fair
;
for
learning
of
the
cause
of
the
madness
of
Carcharoth
the
people
grew
the
more
afraid
,
perceiving
that
his
danger
was
fraught
with
dreadful
power
because
of
the
holy
jewel
,
and
hardly
might
be
overthrown
.
And
Beren
,
hearing
of
the
onslaught
of
the
Wolf
,
understood
that
the
Quest
was
not
yet
fulfilled
.
Therefore
,
since
daily
Carcharoth
drew
nearer
to
Menegroth
,
they
prepared
the
Hunting
of
the
Wolf
;
of
all
pursuits
of
beasts
whereof
tales
tell
the
most
perilous
.
To
that
chase
went
Huan
the
Hound
of
Valinor
,
and
Mablung
of
the
Heavy
Hand
,
and
Beleg
Strongbow
,
and
Beren
Erchamion
,
and
Thingol
King
of
Doriath
.
They
rode
forth
in
the
morning
and
passed
over
the
River
Esgalduin
;
but
Luthien
remained
behind
at
the
gates
of
Menegroth
.
A
dark
shadow
fell
upon
her
and
it
seemed
to
her
that
the
sun
had
sickened
and
turned
black
.
The
hunters
turned
east
and
north
,
and
following
the
course
of
the
river
they
came
at
last
upon
Carcharoth
the
Wolf
in
a
dark
valley
,
down
the
northern
side
whereof
Esgalduin
fell
in
a
torrent
over
steep
falls
.
At
the
foot
of
the
falls
Carcharoth
drank
to
ease
his
consuming
thirst
,
and
he
howled
,
and
thus
they
were
aware
of
him
,
But
he
,
espying
their
approach
,
rushed
not
suddenly
to
attack
them
.
It
may
be
that
the
devil
’
s
cunning
of
his
heart
awoke
,
being
for
a
moment
eased
of
his
pain
by
the
sweet
waters
of
Esgalduin
;
and
even
as
they
rode
towards
him
he
slunk
aside
into
a
deep
brake
,
and
there
lay
hid
.
But
they
set
a
guard
about
all
that
place
,
and
waited
,
and
the
shadows
grew
long
in
the
forest
.
Beren
stood
beside
Thingol
,
and
suddenly
they
were
aware
that
Huan
had
left
their
side
.
Then
a
great
baying
awoke
in
the
thicket
;
for
Huan
becoming
impatient
and
desiring
to
look
upon
this
wolf
had
gone
in
alone
to
dislodge
him
.
But
Carcharoth
avoided
him
,
and
bursting
form
the
thorns
leaped
suddenly
upon
Thingol
.
Swiftly
Beren
strode
before
him
with
a
spear
,
but
Carcharoth
swept
it
aside
and
felled
him
,
biting
at
his
breast
.
In
that
moment
Huan
leaped
from
the
thicket
upon
the
back
of
the
Wolf
,
and
they
fell
together
fighting
bitterly
;
and
no
battle
of
wolf
and
hound
has
been
like
to
it
,
for
in
the
baying
of
Huan
was
heard
the
voice
of
the
horns
of
Orome
and
the
wrath
of
the
Valar
,
but
in
the
howls
of
Carcharoth
was
the
hate
of
Morgoth
and
malice
crueller
than
teeth
of
steel
;
and
the
rocks
were
rent
by
their
clamour
and
fell
from
on
high
and
choked
the
falls
of
Esgalduin
.
There
they
fought
to
the
death
;
but
Thingol
gave
no
heed
,
for
he
knelt
by
Beren
,
seeing
that
he
was
sorely
hurt
.
Huan
in
that
hour
slew
Carcharoth
;
but
there
in
the
woven
woods
of
Doriath
his
own
doom
long
spoken
was
fulfilled
,
and
he
was
wounded
mortally
,
and
the
venom
of
Morgoth
entered
into
him
.
Then
he
came
,
and
falling
beside
Beren
spoke
for
the
third
time
with
words
;
and
he
bade
Beren
farewell
before
he
died
.
Beren
spoke
not
,
but
laid
his
hand
upon
the
head
of
the
hound
,
and
so
they
parted
.
Mablung
and
Beleg
came
hastening
to
the
King
’
s
aid
,
but
when
they
looked
upon
what
was
done
they
cast
aside
their
spears
and
wept
.
Then
Mablung
took
a
knife
and
ripped
up
the
belly
of
the
Wolf
;
and
within
he
was
well
nigh
all
consumed
as
with
a
fire
,
but
the
hand
of
Beren
that
held
the
jewel
was
yet
incorrupt
.
But
when
Mablung
reached
forth
to
touch
it
,
the
hand
was
no
more
,
and
the
Silmaril
lay
there
unveiled
,
and
the
light
of
it
filled
the
shadows
of
the
forest
all
about
hem
.
Then
quickly
and
in
fear
Mablung
took
it
and
set
it
in
Beren
’
s
living
hand
;
and
Beren
was
aroused
by
the
touch
of
the
Silmaril
,
and
held
it
aloft
,
and
bade
Thingol
receive
it
.
’
Now
is
the
Quest
achieved
,
’
he
said
,
’
and
my
doom
full
-
wrought
’
;
and
he
spoke
no
more
.
They
bore
back
Beren
Camlost
son
of
Barahir
upon
a
bier
of
branches
with
Huan
the
wolfhound
at
his
side
;
and
night
fell
ere
they
returned
to
Menegroth
.
At
the
feet
of
Hirilorn
the
great
beech
Luthien
met
them
walking
slow
,
and
some
bore
torches
beside
the
bier
.
There
she
set
her
arms
about
Beren
,
and
kissed
him
bidding
him
await
her
beyond
the
Western
Sea
;
and
he
looked
upon
her
eyes
ere
the
spirit
left
him
.
