"The great King of Arda warned me that a shadow would rise in the south." As time passed, Turka's doubts about future enemies deepened in his heart. He did not know who this shadow referred to. It was Sauron. , or is it really Morgoth who has returned.
Although he had been mentally prepared since he came to this world, the history of Central Continent would definitely be different from what he originally thought, but the changes in the human world still exceeded his expectations.
Thinking that the royal power of Gondor had actually fallen into the hands of the Chancellor's family, Turka did feel caught off guard - he didn't know at the time that Ecthelion had fallen into the hands of the Demon Lord.
Under the influence of Sauron, Gondor successfully broke off its alliance with Elpera in the north.
The internal strife in Gondor gave courage and opportunities to the races in the dark lands of the east. They replaced the original orcs and became a new threat to Middle-earth.
Thinking of the people he found in the east when he was riding a dragon and patrolling the earth, with skin colors and clothing that were different from the major races in Middle-earth, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.
Turka said: "But the half-orcs in Middle-earth have become insignificant. Perhaps there are still some defeated soldiers lingering deep in the mountains, but it is foreseeable that the number of this evil and depraved race will be greatly reduced."
"The only thing that worries me now is the orcs who occupy Khazad-dum. They are hiding too deep, and we may not be able to drive them out of the dark caves. So, I am wondering, what are our enemies doing? Who? Is it Sauron? Or the elusive blue-robed wizard? In other words, that enemy is back again. You know who I am talking about!"
That unspoken name seemed to have some kind of power. As Círdan and Gandalf, who had experienced the period when the dark enemy was scourge in Middle-earth, their expressions changed slightly, and they felt a terrible darkness sweeping in from the east and south. , weighing heavily on their hearts.
Legolas didn't know much about that name. Perhaps there were legends in the elven poetry about the terrible damage he and his minions caused when they brought trouble to Middle-earth, but the elves would not specifically mention it. For those were written by the elves with countless tears and sorrow. Recalling these stories is tantamount to secondary injury to the elves.
Moreover, compared to the elves of the northern kingdom of Lindon and the subjects of Elrond of Rivendell, the Silvan elves in the Great Green Forest actually don’t have much experience with ancient things, because at that time, most of them had not. Been to Beleriand - this continent was sunk in the battle between the Valar and Morgoth in the First Age. Most of the stories of the First Age took place here.
But that didn't stop Legolas from feeling a little uneasy. He said: "Humans kill each other, dwarves prefer to hide deep in the mountains to dig for their treasures, and the power of the elves has declined. If the enemy really comes back, who can stop him?"
At this time, Childan said something surprising, or temporarily puzzling: "I feel the tide is changing. The monsoon blowing from the west stays longer than before, and the monsoon blowing from the south The warm wind carried an unsettling atmosphere. The ocean was becoming turbulent, and some kind of power was reviving, maybe good or bad. I prayed to the Lord of Waters, but was told: The Age of Elves It is about to pass, but the traces of the elves will not be cut off.”
"What do you mean?" Turka said in surprise.
"The wise cannot fully know the thoughts of the Valar, just as fate is only in the palm of a hand." Cirdan's eyes showed deep worry, and he seemed to still care about Ulmo's warning. "But I have a feeling Lady Galadriel of Lothlórien would say the same."
"Exactly." A voice suddenly emerged in everyone's heart. It is not strong or dark. If you want to isolate it, it will disappear in your heart as you wish.
Turka and the others immediately knew that this was caused by the magical power of Lady Galadriel of the Golden Forest.
This lady is more powerful than her granddaughter Princess Arwen, and Nengya, the Water Ring, one of the three elven rings, is also in her hand, so this lady can talk to kind people from far away.
"The road ahead will be difficult and even bumpy, but the power of hope will never be cut off." Lady Galadriel's voice echoed in everyone's hearts, like a breeze and a ray of starlight.
“Please have faith.”
She said to Turka: "O fateful child of the starlight, when you are surrounded by sorrow and pain, please remember that hope has never left you."
The gray robe wizards are Maia who were sent to Middle-earth. Most of them look like aging humans, but their essence is the same as the Valar. Forced by the rules jointly established by the Valar and Ilúvatar, when they walked in Middle-earth, their sacred parts were bound by Arda. Maybe they still had powerful power, but as for the fog of fate, they did not No one knows more than Cirdan, who has received the instructions from the Lord of Waters.
It will not be more powerful than Galadriel, who has the blood of the three major elves and Nanya, one of the three elven rings.
However, when he heard the words of the shipbuilder and Lady Galadriel of the Golden Forest, a certain understanding came to his heart, and the wizard's originally frowning face showed his first smile of the day.
He said: "The thoughts of the mighty are indeed beyond the reach of human beings, but the fog of fate has its own rules. In the coming years, many of us will face the final test, but at the same time, fate will also change. When we need it most, it shows its bright and hopeful side. If I had doubts before, I dare to say so now!"
Then he looked at Turka, and a certain radiance flashed in his eyes and face, making him look as majestic as an ancient king: "My lord, as Lady Galadriel and Lord Cirdan said, The world is changing, and a new era is coming! The forces of light and darkness are in the final battle! The light from the Holy Land of the West will shine on this land again! Remember, the day when the white sails reappear is also the day when hope reappears time."
It is said that at that moment, Turka frowned deeply, and some kind of uneasiness came to his heart.
It seems that he has sensed some kind of fate, some kind of sad fate. Turka Aracano said: "I have never rejected my fate, nor am I afraid of sacrifice, but I hope that I will bear this burden alone and will not hurt the people closest to me."
But disturbingly, neither Gandalf nor Lady Galadriel spoke.
Childan seemed to notice something. But some force prevented him from speaking, and in the end the master of Gray Harbor failed to give the dragonborn more comfort on this matter.
Then Turka became even more uneasy.
The meeting ended on bad terms.
This was almost the angriest time that Turka had ever been involved in the affairs of Middle-earth.
It is said that after that day, the Silver King became silent. He no longer paid attention to things east of Mordor, and was no longer so concerned about the invasion of Dongyi and barbarians. Instead, focus more on the north and spending time with your family.
However, Turka still maintains the necessary vigilance towards the south, and patrols of Mordor and Gundaba are also continuing, but the frequency is no longer as intensive as before.
And this gave Sauron and the shadows behind him an opportunity.
