I only hope that you can smile again, don't be sad for those who are approaching the end, you have to live, witness the coming of a new era, and no longer despair.
I would have you smile again...not grieve for those whose time has come. You shall live to see these days renewed...and no more despair.
I dreamed of a huge wave rolling among the green mountains, while I was standing on the edge of a cliff with a dark bottomless abyss at my feet. A light appeared behind me, but I could not move, I could only stand there, waiting.
I dreamed I saw a great wave...climbing over green lands and above the hills. I stood upon the brink. It was utterly dark in the abyss before my feet. A light shone behind me...but I could not turn. I could only stand there, waiting.
We forget the taste of bread, the sound of trees, and the gentle breeze, and even our own name. my darling.
And we forgot the taste of bread...the sound of trees...the softness of the wind. We even forgot our own name. My precious.
I won't call you, don't shed tears, tears are not always a bad thing.
I will not say, "Do not weep"...for not all tears are an evil.
Go forward, don't be afraid of the darkness, hold your head high, the knight of King Xiuton, cut off the spear, and smashed the shield. Today's battle, the blood is stained with yellow sand, and the red sun rises. Forward, forward, forward, toward destruction, toward the end of the world.
Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise, arise, Riders of Theoden! Spears shall be shaken...Shields shall be splintered...a sword-day, a red day...and the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now ! Ride! Ride for ruin...and the world's ending!
You, like that hobbit, don’t know war at all. When fear grabs your body, when the blood and screams on the battlefield scare him away, do you think he can stand up and fight? He would run away, and he was not wrong in doing so.
You know as little of war as that Hobbit. When the fear takes him...and the blood and the screams and the horror of battle take hold...do you think he would stand and fight? He would flee. And he would be right to do so.
The first battle of Minas Tirith will determine the life and death of mankind. The time for the decisive battle has arrived. Rohan warriors, you have all made your vows. Now is the time to honor your king and country.
So it is before the walls of Minas Tirith...the doom of our time will be decided. Now is the hour. Riders of Rohan, oaths you have taken. Now, fulfill them all. To lord and land!
The flame reignited in the ashes, the brilliance reappeared in the haze, the remnant blade was recast, the uncrowned king once again became king, recast the remnant sword. Father.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken. A light from the shadow shall spring. Renewed shall be blade that was broken. The crownless again shall be king Re-forge the sword. Ada.
The people of Gondor and Rohan, my dear brothers, the fear I see in your eyes is the same as me. Maybe one day, mankind will lose courage, and our congregation will rebel and leave, and we are defeated, but not today. Perhaps one day, the evil will prevail and the human world will be destroyed, but it is definitely not today. Today we are going to fight to the death, in order to protect everything you cherish in this world, fight to the end, Western humans.
Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes...the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails...when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields...when the age of Men comes crashing down. But it is not this day. This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth...I bid you stand, Men of the West!
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