Snippet Sunday
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ermingardenFollowing directly on from last week's snippet:
"This was the first of their great mercies to us, in Beleriand," he said.
I followed his gaze to the half-completed tapestry, where the Sun's exuberant light gilded the edges of a barren landscape.
"Even when the Trees still lived, their light fell on Valinor alone. In Middle-earth there were only ever the stars. But the Moon and the Sun shine on Middle-earth just as they shine on Aman. They did not have to send them over the Sea - but they did!"
He fell silent; and when he spoke again, his voice was very low.
"You could not see the stars, from Thangorodrim. The fumes, the smoke of Moringotto's forges, blocked them out entirely. There was only the Shadow, unchanging, on every side, until you forgot that there had ever been anything but the Shadow, that there was such a thing as light; until it seemed the stars were not hidden but swallowed up, entirely and forever. Even the light of the Moon did not dispel that black veil, though it seeped through, diffuse - and that was marvel enough, in that place. But O, the Sun! O, the hallowed hour of its rising! The touch of that brave light dispelled the darkness as a dream upon waking."
"This was the first of their great mercies to us, in Beleriand," he said.
I followed his gaze to the half-completed tapestry, where the Sun's exuberant light gilded the edges of a barren landscape.
"Even when the Trees still lived, their light fell on Valinor alone. In Middle-earth there were only ever the stars. But the Moon and the Sun shine on Middle-earth just as they shine on Aman. They did not have to send them over the Sea - but they did!"
He fell silent; and when he spoke again, his voice was very low.
"You could not see the stars, from Thangorodrim. The fumes, the smoke of Moringotto's forges, blocked them out entirely. There was only the Shadow, unchanging, on every side, until you forgot that there had ever been anything but the Shadow, that there was such a thing as light; until it seemed the stars were not hidden but swallowed up, entirely and forever. Even the light of the Moon did not dispel that black veil, though it seeped through, diffuse - and that was marvel enough, in that place. But O, the Sun! O, the hallowed hour of its rising! The touch of that brave light dispelled the darkness as a dream upon waking."
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