Well, mark12_30, I can climb Old Willow 'cause old Dad taught me the songs. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] I love the Old Forest because everything seems more alive here. But I venture out to see if my mother's songs of contentment can be heard throughout Middle Earth.
What are you writing? A fan fic? Have you ever shared it anywhere? *asks with polite, respectfuly curiosity*
What intrigues me about pity and mercy is this journey of Frodo's:
In the chapter, "The Shadow of the Past", Frodo comments to Gandalf, "What a pity that Bilbo did not stab that vile creature, when he had a chance!"
Then, in "The Scouring of the Shire", Frodo says to Saruman, "Well, if that is what you find pleasure in ... I pity you ...." And then to Sam, "No, Sam,... Do not kill him even now. For he has not hurt me. And in any case I do not wish him to be slain in this evil mood. He was great once, of a noble kind that we should not dare to raise our hands against. He is fallen, and his cure is beyond us; but I would still spare him, in the hope that he may find it."
I expect this applies to orcs as well, even if they are not noble kind.
*sits watching some water lilies sway in the eddies of the Withywindle*
Bethberry
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I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.
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