16 |
The Valley of the Shadow |
Day 16: Card: Death |
Before the gates of Angband drear Three questing souls stand in their fear Hound and Man and Elven-kind Walk Vairë's weaving, fate to find. But Fate long hence had been arrayed When Beren called, when Lúthien stayed When to the Isle of Wolves she went When in his arms, she did consent And love for Beren did confess, Eä changed when hearts cried, “Yes!” No present word their choice amends Eä trembles, history bends: There's hope that Oath shall stand redeemed In present flesh and novel being That cuts lifelines to fit the fate that, haply willed, cannot abate. |
Notes: 1.'“Thrice now I curse my oath to Thingol,” he said, “and I would that he had slain me in 'Menegroth, rather than I should bring you [Lúthien] under the shadow of Morgoth.” 'Then for the second time Huan spoke with words [...]: “From the shadow of death you can no longer save Lúthien, for by her love she is now subject to it. You can turn from your fate and lead her into exile, seeking peace in vain while your life lasts. But if you will not deny your doom, then either Lúthien, being forsaken, must assuredly die alone, or she must with you challenge the fate that les before you – hopeless, yet not certain”' - “Of Beren and Lúthien,” The Silmarillion, 217. |