[DEC] Beren
[JAN] Lúthien Tinúviel I think that these two characters, so loved by Tolkien, must have their representation in Mithril miniatures. They appear in The Fellowship of the Ring, in the great poem dedicated to them by Aragorn, his descendant. Lúthien must be dancing as she describes her, "with starlight in her hair and shining garments", "The young woman's cloak shone in the moonlight", "wearing a silver mist around her feet. shuddered "," He saw the flowers of the elves bloom at the feet of the young woman". Beren must be dressed as an Edain warrior from ancient days, staring intently at her, perhaps leaning on a spear or in a relaxed posture.
THE LORD OF THE RING
THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING
CHAPTER 11 A KNIFE IN THE DARK
Strider was silent for a while and at last did not speak, but intoned sweetly:
The leaves were long, the grass was green,
the umbels of the tall and beautiful fir trees
and in the clearing a light was seen
of stars in the twinkling shadow.
Tinúviel danced there,
to the music of an invisible flute,
with a starlight in your hair
and in the bright garments.
There came Beren from the cold mountains
and he was lost among the leaves
and where the River of the Elves rolled,
he was afflicted alone.
He peeked through the fir leaves
and he was amazed at some golden flowers
on the young woman's cloak and sleeves,
and her hair followed her like a shadow.
The enchantment revived his feet
doomed to wander the hills
and he rushed forward, vigorous and swift,
to reach the rays of the moon.
Among the forests of their country
she fled slightly with dancing feet
and she left him alone wandering still
listening in the quiet forest.
There she often heard the flying sound
of the feet as light as linden leaves
or the music that flows underground
and she gurgles in hidden hollows.
Now the fir leaves lie withered
and one by one sighing
beech leaves fall
swinging in the winter forest.
She always followed her, walking very far;
the leaves of the years were a thick carpet,
in the light of the moon and the rays of the stars
that trembled in the frozen skies.
The young woman's cloak shone in the moonlight
while there far away at the top
she danced, carrying around her feet
a shuddering silver haze.
When the winter had passed, she returned,
and like a rising lark and a falling rain
and a water that melts into bubbles
her song released the sudden spring.
He he saw the flowers of the elves bloom
at the feet of the young woman, and healed again
he waited for her to dance and sing
over the grassy meadows.
Again she fled, but he came quickly,
Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
He called her by her name elvish
and she stopped then, listening.
She stayed there a moment
and his voice was like an enchantment,
and fate fell on Tinúviel
and, sparkling, she abandoned herself to her arms.
As Beren looked into her eyes
between the shadows of the hair
she saw shine there in a mirror
the trembling light of the stars.
Tinuviel the elven beauty,
Immortal Maiden of Elven Wisdom
she wrapped him with a dark hair
and arms of gleaming silver.
Long was the route that destiny traced for them
over stony mountains, gray and cold,
through iron rooms and shadow doors
and nocturnal forests without tomorrow.
The separating seas stretched between them
and yet at last they met again
and in the forest singing without sadness
they disappeared many years ago.
Strider sighed and paused before speaking again. "This is a song," he said, "in the style the elves call annthennath, but it is difficult to translate into the common tongue, and what I have sung is only a very crude echo." The song talks about the meeting of Beren, son of Barahi and Lúthien Tinúviel. Beren was a mortal man, but Lúthien was the daughter of Thingol, a king of the elves in Middle-earth, when the world was young; and she was the most beautiful maiden that had ever existed among all the girls in this world. As the stars over the mists of the northern lands, so was the beauty of Lúthien, with a face of light. In those days, the Great Enemy, of whom Sauron of Mordor was but a servant, resided in Angband in the North and the elves of the West who came from Middle-earth waged war on him to recover the Silmarils that he had stolen and the men's fathers helped the elves. But the enemy was victorious and Barahir lost his life and Beren, fleeing grave danger, crossed the Mountains of Terror and passed into the hidden kingdom of Thingol in the forest of Neldoreth. There he discovered Lúthien, who was singing and dancing in a clearing next to the Esgalduin, the enchanted river; and he called it Tinúviel, that is to say Nightingale in ancient language. Many sorrows fell on them since then and they were separated for a long time. Tinúviel freed Beren from Sauron's dungeons and together they went through great risks and even snatched the throne from the Great Enemy and removed from the iron crown one of the three Silmarils, the brightest of all jewels, and which was a gift from weddings for Lúthien, of her father Thingol. At last the Wolf, who came from the gates of Angband, killed Beren who died in the arms of Tinúviel. But she chose mortality and to die for the world, in order to follow him, and it is still sung that they met beyond the Separating Seas and that after having walked for a while alive again through the green forests, they moved away together, many years ago, beyond the confines of this world. So Lúthien really died and left the world, only she of the entire elven race, and thus they lost what they loved most.