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I Angamando Vere Hante
The Leaguer of Angband Broken
by Firiel-(T)
March 3, 2011
Sin ta
tulé ana i Angamando vere hante, tir Noldorinwa úsinte ho
i lúme lende. I tyel lúme úmea yéva tatya.
I tir lehtan, en anan sére mi rimbe anda-lúme, íre
More Kotumo hosta tultan. Et-Andondi Angamando ar Thangorodrim aikassen
sirn náre síre; taltan na latina Ard-Galen nár
sirili. Valaraukar ar kulda Glaurung Atar-Loki ar i more Glamhoth
avanóte etlende. Ta anan útyelya sir-yáren.
Íre ta pustan tuile, kotumo rimbe Alkarin anan hante.
Now it came to pass the leaguer of
Angband was broken, the Noldorin watch being unaware due to the passing
of years. Even so shalt it be in the end of the evil time. The watch
slackened, for there had been peace for many long years, when the Black
Enemy gathered great forces. Out of Angband’s great gates and the peaks
of Thangorodrim flowed rivers of flame; rivulets of fire ran down to
open Ard-Galen. Balrogs and goldenred Glaurung Father of Dragons and
the black Orc-hosts numberless fared forth. It was endless bloodflow.
When it ceased in the spring, Morgoth’s (Alkar’s) foes were sundered.
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