One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them,
 One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

"I amar prestar sen: han mathon ne nen,han mathon ne chae...a han noston ned

*The world is changed: I feel it in the
          water, I feel it in the earth, I smell it
 in the air...Much that once was is lost,
          for none now live who remember it.*
  It began with the forging of the Great
Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest....Fairest of all beings.
Seven to the Dwarf Lords, great miners
          and craftsmen of the mountain halls.
          And Nine...nine rings were gifted to the
          race of Men who, above all else, desire
          For within these rings was bound the
        strength and will to govern each race. 
          But they were all of them deceived.
          ...for another ring was made.
         In the land of Mordor, in the fires of
          Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged
          in secret a Master Ring to control all
          ...and into this Ring he poured his
          cruelty, his malice and his will to
          dominate all life.

          One Ring to rule them all...
          One by one the Free lands of Middle earth
          fell to the power of the ring.
          But there were some...who resisted.
          A last alliance of Men and Elves marched
          against the armies of Mordor.
          On the slopes of Mount Doom they fought
          for the freedom of Middle- Earth.
          Victory was near!
          But the power of the Ring could not be
It was in this moment…when all hope had faded.
That Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword.
And cut the Ring from Sauron’s hand.

          Sauron, the enemy of the Free Peoples of
          Middle Earth, was defeated
          The Ring passed to Isildur...who had this
          one chance to destroy evil forever.

But the hearts of Men are easily corrupted. And the Ring of Power has a
            will of its own.
            It betrayed Isildur to his death.
            And some things that should not have been
            forgotten...were lost.
            History became legend...legend became
            And for two and a half thousand years the
            Ring passed out of all knowledge.
            Until, when chance came, it ensnared a
            new bearer!
          The Ring came to the creature Gollum, who
          took it deep into the tunnels of the
          Misty Mountains.

   The Ring brought to Gollum unnatural long
          life. For five hundred years it poisoned
          his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's
         It waited. 
          Darkness crept back into the forests of
          the world. Rumor grew of a Shadow in the
          East...whispers of a nameless fear. And
          the Ring of Power perceived...its time
          had now come. It abandoned Gollum.
          But something happened then the Ring did
          not intend...
            It was picked up by the most unlikely
            creature imaginable...

            A Hobbit....Bilbo Baggins of the Shire.
            For the time will soon come when Hobbits
            will shape the fortunes of all.


The End

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