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Old 07-03-2015, 08:01 AM   #1855
Ivriniel
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Butbutbut what's the solution to the riddle as a whole? Sauron? Rings of Power? Or is there even one? *scratches head in confusion*
Okay It's the tale of the years, from Annatar's arrival into Eregion. Numenorean beginnings.

“Tall ships and tall kings
Three times three,
What brought they from the foundered land
Over the flowing sea?
Seven stars and seven stones
And one white tree."

The end of the riddle - it's the end of the Tale of the Years for the tale of years told in rhyme

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Nay--not yet seven stars and seven stones
and Nay -- not yet one white tree
Finishes with that part of Numenorean History not yet covered by Tolkien's poem. It's not until well towards the end of SA (when Elendil flees the Drowing of Numenor and the armada of Ar Pharazon is borne, gurgle gurgle a kagillion years in the caves of the forgotten, until they getta chance in the remaking. I hope their wait was worth it. I imagine Ar Pharazon would have been quite well very over all his people throwing rotten tomatoes at him over the aeons for leading them astray. And people everywhere saying "Where's Tar whatshisname - There's Ar Phewagain Kids! He stinks - toss more tomatoes. Don't talk to him, he's the reason we don't have sandpits and normal toys like your cousins upstairs, the snooty ones that thought they were better than us, well, they're in that normal place, Duned-whoozits we keep trying to tell you about"

I'll answer the riddle - explained in Rhyme

Numenor, being founded after The War of Wrath,
Yea! Earendil went forth with Vingilot
And Elros, brother twin, founded Estel in Wandering
Thence far off into the Night
Annatar - Lord of Gifts he bore Unlight
First to Lindon, Cirdan's Realm
A land of Farsight Straight, True and Clear
Where Palantir Emyn Beriad to Tol Eresea its glance
And so tho Cirdan was of Nolddorin kind
He Bore Unsight, yet true so sees Annatar's Hue
it so seeming light, yet as tho by some art,
So say Cirdan, Nay Annatar! Lord not is one who bears Gifts
Into the Night though shalt roam be not our Kin and Home

And so, fled Annatar unto Celebrimbor's Abode
Where it was that he pondered long
Galadriel's sending away of Feanor's kin without love's bond
For Galadriel, she did, refuse Celebrimbor's hand to wed
For was it not so, that unfriends with Feanor she was unto the End

And woe, then now for that is how Annatar found a foothold
The Elessar tho Galadriel held, the love of Celebrimbor's Hope
And while hearts wounded pondered long
Celebrimbor's hand, Annatar did hold
And under the moon and starlight said
Ai! Annatar - Celebrimbor deceived who
seemed himself said a Ring I see Foreseen Tonight
Nay Three I see of Elvenkind -
tho doom was wrought, for it was Annatar who spoke
and Celebrimbor so heard what was seen and so thus it was

Yet Three Time Three again for Men
For Governace of Mortal needs Unsight
Yet not the Kind Cirdan holds well
And so it was Celebrimbor fell
For Sauron's words 'Unsight' meant 'Unwell' but only for Men
And that is how Celebrimbor missed the Ring Spell

And long Sauron wrought his Unliving Children's Hell
'The Nine he wrought and Seven as well
And from 1500 to 1950 - Gwaith I Mirdain Cirdan knew so well
A Hall of Great Lore, of Elven Spell and Realm Valinor nigh even as well
Thus, Celebrimbor Fell
For Valinor in Middle Earth, a Vanity of Sauron's head
For though Elf wrought Ring of Sparing and Unfading Long
Yet still, one thread alone of Middle Earth
Was what Sauron needed to Weave One around all
Eslave all and yet be One,
to Rule them All, through Slave of Birth,

Narya! Vilya! Nenya Free!
Yet one thread each of Middle Earth's Realm each must have held
And so on Orodruin's Night
in -- not Unsight -- but Unlight that is of Ea Running in the Inverse
Ash Nazg Durbataluk - Orodruin's Might
Ash Nazg Gimbatul - Orodruin's Despite
Ash Nazg Thrakataluk - Orodruin's Unlife
Ach Burzum Ishi Krimpatul - Orodruin's laugh Unto Midnight

It is 1590 - the Dawn of the Dark Night

The Orcs they came and feasted on Elven Light
They hacked and maimed the Ost-In-Edhil - Eregion's Plight
Celebrimbor he stood, at the Mirdain's Gate
The Hordes of Hate and glee of greed's might
Transgressed and trammelled Cirdan's last Rite

His head, they hewed and put upon a pike
And as Sauron feasted in Unlight
The Banners and Helms - Ai! It is the Numenoreans!
Look at their eyes - sea grey Elven in Starlight
They Call with Voice of Valinor's Sight

And despoiled the despoilers Sauron Vanquished
Yet still foreboding - Ar Pharazon is Coming
And Doom's Footsteps unhalting
Until The Witchking's Making

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