Galadriel: Aen amar prestar I. The world is changed.

Han mathonne nen. I believe him in the water.

Han mathonnechae. I believe him in the mass.

Han noston ned gwilith. I smell it in air.

Much, which once was, is lost. For none you live now, whom it remember.

It began schmieden of the large rings with that. To the Elves three were given: immortal, most intelligently and most appropriately of all natures.

Filters to the dwarf lords: large mountain men and craftsman that mountain resounding.

And nine. Nine rings were for running the men talented, those above all otherwise wanted source of energy. For within these rings the strength and the will for regulating each running one jumped. But they were all betrogen, for another ring one formed.

In the country of Mordor, in the fires of the verge fate, the dark lord Sauron in the secret forged a collecting main ring for steering all different one. And into this ring it poured its cruelty, its Malice and its will, in order to control all life

A ring for arranging it all.

One after the other one free countries of the middle mass fell for the energy of the ring. But it gave some, which resisted. A of the men and the Elves marched against the armies of Mordor. And on the upward gradients of the verge fate, they fought for the liberty of intermediary mass.

Elrond: Haid Tangado! Philinn Hado I! (translation: ' you [ their ] hold for positions! Fire the arrows!'

But the energy of the ring could not do undone.

Which was he in this moment, when all hope fade had, the Isildur, son of the king, took up blade of its father.

Sauron, which became enemy of the free peoples of intermediary mass, defeated. The ring exceeded Isildur, which had these a probability to always destroy evils, but the hearts of the men are easily spoiled. And the ring of the energy has a will of its. It betrayed Isildur to its death. And some things, which should not have been forgotten, were lost. History became legend; Putting one became myth and for two and half thousand years exceeded the ring from all knowledge. Until, when probability came, it intercepted a new support.

Gollum: My preciousss.

The ring came to the creature Gollum, which took it deeply in tunnel of the mountains Misty. And there, it used it

Gollum: It came to me. My. My love. My. My Preciousss... Gollum...

The ring got Gollum to the unnatural long life. For 500 years it poisoned its understanding. And in gloom of cave the Gollums it waited

Density crept back into the forest of the world. Rumor grew from a shade in the east, whispering a nameless fear. And the ring of the energy took it is time was come now true.

It left Gollum. But somewhat did not happen then, the ring intended. It was waived by the most improbable erdenklichen creature

Bilbo: What is this?

A main header bit. Bilbo Baggins of the Shire

Bilbo: A ring.

Gollum: Lost! My precious is!! Lost

During which time would come soon moving, when main header bits would form the fortunes of all.