This is a really pretty part of LOTR that I've been trying to find online forever cuz I never felt like typing it all out and Stephanie found it today so I had to enter it in here.
The world is changed. I feel it in the water.
I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost, for none now live
who remember it.
It began with the forging of the Rings of
Power. Three were given to the Elves, immortal,
wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven were
given to the Dwarves, great miners and
craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine
rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above
all else desire power. For within these rings
was bound the power and the will to rule each
race. But they were all of them deceived, for
deep in the land of Mordor, the Dark Lord
Sauron forged in secret, a master ring, and
into this ring he poured all his cruelty, his
malice and his will to dominate all life.
One ring to rule them all. One by one,
the free peoples of Middle Earth fell to the
power of the Ring, but there were some who
resisted. A last alliance of men and elves
marched against the armies of Mordor, and on
the very slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for
the freedom of Middle-Earth. Victory was near,
but the power of the ring could not be undone.
It was in this moment, when all hope had
faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up
his father's sword.
And Sauron, enemy of the free peoples of
Middle-Earth, was defeated. The Ring passed to
Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy
evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily
corrupted. And the ring of power has a will of
its own. It betrayed Isildur, to his death.
And some things that should not have been
forgotten were lost. History became legend.
Legend became myth. For two and a half thousand
years, the ring passed out of all knowledge.
Until, when chance came, the ring ensnared
a new bearer.
The ring came to the creature Gollum, who took
it deep into the tunnels under the Misty
Mountains, and there it consumed him.
The ring gave to Gollum unnatural long life.
For five hundred years it poisoned his mind,
and in the gloom of Gollum's cave it waited.
Darkness crept back into the forests of the
world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East,
whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring of
Power perceived. It abandoned Gollum, but then
something happened yhat the Ring did not intend.
It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable.
A hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, of the Shire.
For the time will soon come when hobbits will
shape the fortunes of all.