And then an elf, wearing a crown, said, Speak to us
of the Rings of Power.
And he answered saying:
Your Rings of Power are not your Rings of Power.
Rather, they are the yearning of the Dark Lord to have
power over you.
Ringless came all creatures into this World, and Ringless
shall you all go,
at that time when your years have all flowed from Future
to Past, and your
soul has chosen to no longer weave the silken cloth
of your life.
For the Rings of Power are like the flames that dance
on the twigs and logs in
your fires. They consume the wood that the flames may
live, giving warmth to
both the wood, and the setter of the fire. And for him
that set the fire, this
brings power and comfort, and for the wood that wears
the fire, this brings
destruction and death.
And so, no log in your fire believes that it can control
you by being set on
fire, and so should none of you believe that you can
control Sauron by wearing
a Ring of Power.
And then an old man, who owned a large stick, said,
Speak to us of the
One Ring.
And e answered saying:
The Rings of Power were all forges as part of the One
Ring. Each Ring of Power
seems to its wearer to be unique and all-powerful, but
in truth, each is just
a part of the alloy of the One.
Just as the drops of rain that fall from the North Wind's
clouds washing the
dust and cares from your bodies, stop not at your feet,
but continue flowing,
seeking the vast Ocean, that they mey meld, and be part
of the Oneness from
which they came, so each Ring of Power is always searching
for the One
Ring, that it may meld with it, and once more move with
it, as water drops
move with the the Oceans waves, and endure the empty,
cold darkness of the
Ocean's deepest depths, where you can never go, not
even in your loneliest
dreams.
And then a Ranger, who had ridden in from Ranging, said,
Speak to us of
interracial marriages.
And he answered saying:
Go for it, Arragorn.