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“Then the lust of the Dwarves was kindled to rage by the words of the King; and they rose up about him, and laid hands on him, and slew him as he stood. So died in the deep places of Menegroth Elwë Singollo, King of Doriath.”

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“His hair and beard were white and long, but Húrin walked unbowed, bearing a great black staff; and he was girt with a sword. Thus he passed into Hithlum…”

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“And he said: ‘Hail Gurthang! No lord or loyalty dost thou know, save the hand that wieldeth thee. From no blood wilt thou shrink. Wilt thou therefore take Túrin Turambar, wilt thou slay me swiftly?’”

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“Then Glaurung died, and the veil of his malice was taken from her, and she remembered all the days of her life. Looking down upon Túrin she cried: ‘Farewell, O twice beloved! A Túrin Turambar, turun ambartanen: master of doom, by doom mastered!’”

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Let’s play a game! Comment who’s your favourite Hero from the First Age of Middle-earth: Beren Erchamion, Túrin Turambar, Tuor Ulmondil, or Eärendil the Mariner?

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“Then Morwen was distraught, and refusing the counsel of Melian she rode forth alone into the wild to seek her son, or some true tidings of him.”

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“But Túrin came to his aid, and all fled before him; and he bore Gwindor out of the rout, and escaping into a wood there laid him on the grass.”

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“‘Who are you?’ said Túrin.

‘A wandering Elf, a thrall escaped, whom Beleg met and comforted,’ said Gwindor. ‘Yet once I was Gwindor son of Guilin, a Lord of Nargothrond, until I went to the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, and was enslaved in Angband.’”

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“There he made a song for Beleg, and he named it Laer Cú Beleg, the Song of the Great Bow, singing it aloud heedless of peril. And Gwindor gave the sword Anglachel into his hands.”

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“There Gwindor spoke to Túrin: ‘Awake, Túrin son of Húrin Thalion! On Ivrin’s Lake is endless laughter. She is fed from crystal fountains unfailing, and guarded from defilement by Ulmo, Lord of Waters, who wrought her beauty in ancient days.’”

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