DarkElf Observes the Coming of Tuor

- Lothithil
One day across the level plain
Did a Man come, tall and fair but worn
Long leagues were on him, and the hand of
Powers gided his speech
Turgon heard his message and heeded it not
But in his words I heard the Voice
Once I had heard beside rivers of Teiglin and Sirion,
But did not understand
And listening to his speech, I knew then
In my heart Gondolin would not forever stand

But far away seemed my fear, only wakened
From its sleep, and I looked upon this place
My home, and could not see it blackened, ruined
I looked upon this people, my folk now and
I could not see them defeated
My fear slept again, but uneasily
And with dreams of darkness it cried faintly within