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At
last
worn
by
haste
and
the
long
road
(
for
forty
leagues
and
more
had
he
journeyed
without
rest
)
he
came
with
the
first
ice
of
winter
to
the
pools
of
Ivrin
,
where
before
he
had
been
healed
.
But
they
were
now
but
a
frozen
mire
,
and
he
could
drink
there
no
more
.
’
Thus
he
came
hardly
by
the
passes
of
Dor
-
lomin
,
through
bitter
snows
from
the
north
,
and
found
again
the
land
of
his
childhood
.
Bare
and
bleak
it
was
;
and
Morwen
was
gone
.
Her
house
stood
empty
,
broken
and
cold
;
and
no
living
thing
dwelt
nigh
.
Therefore
Turin
departed
,
and
came
to
the
house
of
Brodda
the
Easterling
,
he
that
had
to
wife
Aerin
,
Hurin
’
s
kinswoman
;
and
there
he
learned
of
an
old
servant
that
Morwen
was
long
gone
,
for
she
had
fled
with
Nienor
out
of
Dor
-
Lomin
,
none
but
Aerin
knew
where
.
Then
Turin
strode
to
Brodda
’
s
table
,
and
seizing
him
he
drew
his
sword
,
and
demanded
that
he
be
told
whither
Morwen
had
gone
;
and
Aerin
declared
to
him
that
she
went
to
Doriath
to
seek
her
son
.
’
For
the
lands
were
freed
then
from
evil
,
’
she
said
,
’
by
the
Black
Sword
of
the
south
,
who
now
has
fallen
,
they
say
.
’
Then
Turin
’
s
eyes
were
opened
,
and
the
last
threads
of
Glaurung
’
s
spell
were
loosed
;
and
for
anguish
,
and
wrath
at
the
lies
that
had
deluded
him
,
and
hatred
of
the
oppressors
of
Morwen
,
a
black
rage
seized
him
,
and
he
slew
Brodda
in
his
hall
,
and
other
Easterlings
that
were
his
guests
.
Thereafter
he
fled
out
into
the
winter
,
a
hunted
man
;
but
he
was
aided
by
some
that
remained
of
Hador
’
s
people
and
knew
the
ways
of
the
wild
,
and
with
them
he
escaped
through
the
falling
snow
and
came
to
an
outlaws
’
refuge
in
the
southern
mountains
of
Dor
-
lomin
.
Thence
Turin
passed
again
from
the
land
of
his
childhood
,
and
returned
to
Sirion
’
s
vale
.
His
heart
was
bitter
,
for
to
Dor
-
lomin
he
had
brought
only
greater
woe
upon
the
remnant
of
his
people
,
and
they
were
glad
of
his
going
;
and
this
comfort
alone
he
had
:
that
by
the
prowess
of
the
Black
Sword
the
ways
to
Doriath
had
been
laid
open
to
Morwen
.
And
he
said
in
his
thought
:
’
Then
those
deeds
wrought
not
evil
to
all
.
And
where
else
might
I
have
better
bestowed
my
kin
,
even
had
I
come
sooner
?
For
if
the
Girdle
of
Melian
be
broken
,
then
last
hope
is
ended
.
Nay
,
it
is
better
indeed
as
things
be
;
for
a
shadow
I
cast
wheresoever
I
come
.
Let
Melian
keep
them
!
And
I
will
leave
them
in
peace
unshadowed
for
a
while
.
’
Now
Turin
coming
down
from
Ered
Wethrin
sought
for
Finduilas
in
vain
,
roaming
the
woods
beneath
the
mountains
,
wild
and
wary
as
a
beast
;
and
he
waylaid
all
the
roads
that
went
north
to
the
Pass
of
Sirion
.
But
he
was
too
late
;
for
all
the
trails
had
grown
old
,
or
were
washed
away
by
the
winter
.
Yet
thus
it
was
that
passing
southwards
down
Teiglin
Turin
came
upon
some
of
the
Men
of
Brethil
that
were
surrounded
by
Orcs
;
and
he
delivered
them
,
for
the
Orcs
fled
from
Gurthang
.
He
named
himself
Wildman
of
the
Woods
,
and
they
besought
him
to
come
and
dwell
with
them
;
but
he
said
that
he
had
an
errand
yet
unachieved
,
to
seek
Finduilas
,
Orodreth
’
s
daughter
of
Nargothrond
.
Then
Dorlas
,
the
leader
of
those
woodmen
,
told
the
grievous
tidings
of
her
death
.
For
the
Men
of
Brethil
had
waylaid
at
the
Crossings
of
Teiglin
the
Ore
-
host
that
led
the
captives
of
Nargothrond
,
hoping
to
rescue
them
;
but
the
Orcs
had
at
once
cruelly
slain
their
prisoners
,
and
Finduilas
they
pinned
to
a
tree
with
a
spear
.
So
she
died
,
saying
at
the
last
:
’
Tell
the
Mormegil
that
Finduilas
is
here
.
’
Therefore
they
had
laid
her
in
a
mound
near
that
place
,
and
named
it
Haudh
-
en
-
Elleth
,
the
Mound
of
the
Elf
-
maid
.
Turin
bade
them
lead
him
thither
,
and
there
he
fell
down
into
a
darkness
of
grief
that
was
near
death
.
Then
Dorlas
by
his
black
sword
,
the
fame
whereof
had
come
even
inter
the
deeps
of
Brethil
,
and
by
his
quest
of
the
King
’
s
daughter
,
knew
that
this
Wildman
was
indeed
the
Mormegil
of
Nargothrond
,
whom
rumour
said
was
the
son
of
Hurin
of
Dor
-
lomin
.
Therefore
the
woodmen
lifted
him
up
,
and
bore
him
away
to
their
homes
.
Now
those
were
set
in
a
stockade
upon
a
high
place
in
the
forest
,
Ephel
Brandir
upon
Amon
Obel
;
for
the
People
of
Haleth
were
now
dwindled
by
war
,
and
Brandir
son
of
Handir
who
ruled
them
was
a
man
of
gentle
mood
,
and
lame
also
from
childhood
,
and
he
trusted
rather
in
secrecy
than
in
deeds
of
war
to
save
them
from
the
power
of
the
North
.
Therefore
he
feared
the
tidings
that
Dorlas
brought
,
and
when
he
beheld
the
face
of
Turin
as
he
lay
on
the
bier
a
cloud
of
foreboding
lay
on
his
heart
Nonetheless
being
moved
by
his
woe
he
took
him
into
his
own
house
and
tended
him
,
for
he
had
skill
in
healing
.
And
with
the
beginning
of
spring
Turin
cast
off
his
darkness
,
and
grew
hale
again
;
and
he
arose
,
and
he
thought
that
he
would
remain
in
Brethil
hidden
,
and
put
his
shadow
behind
him
,
forsaking
the
past
.
He
took
therefore
a
new
name
,
Turambar
,
which
in
the
High
-
elven
speech
signified
Master
of
Doom
;
and
he
besought
the
woodmen
to
forget
that
he
was
a
stranger
among
them
or
ever
bore
any
other
name
.
Nonetheless
he
would
not
wholly
leave
deeds
of
war
;
for
he
could
not
endure
that
the
Orcs
should
come
to
the
Crossings
of
Teiglin
or
draw
nigh
to
Haudh
-
en
-
Elleth
,
and
he
made
that
a
place
of
dread
for
them
,
so
that
they
shunned
it
.
But
he
laid
his
black
sword
by
,
and
wielded
rather
the
bow
and
the
spear
.
Now
new
tidings
came
to
Doriath
concerning
Nargothrond
,
for
some
that
had
escaped
from
the
defeat
and
the
sack
,
and
had
survived
the
Fell
Winter
in
the
wild
,
came
at
last
to
Thingol
seeking
refuge
;
and
the
march
-
wardens
brought
them
to
the
King
.
