• You Shall Not Pass!

    By shadow crowned and fire shod, it came— An ancient terror, born of flame. In halls where dwarves once carved the stone, A deeper evil made its throne. Beneath the peaks of Caradhras’ crown, In Khazad-dûm, now fallen down, It slumbered long in darkened tomb, A wrathful wraith in timeless gloom. But greed unearthed what