Hello, I am Gil~Galad, and I have many stories to tell you. But I will tell you one story, the most important one in my imortal life. I am Gil~Galad the Elvenking, and this is the story, of how I died...
I came from a long journey. I journeyed almost all of the East, and when I come home, I see something horrible. Ulmo, and other allies now hate me, they want to make a new Elvenking, and so they give me a Elf of the Eastern Deathlands, and say, bow to your King, filth.
I say: "Bow to hell, I will not bow to this low class of Elf, especially from the Deathlands".
Eristor the Dark says: "You will bow to me, and you will hail to me, for I will take your lands, and you will be my slave."
What could I do? Only fight. Aragorn didnt send help from Arnor to Lindon. If Amliath obeyed, he would be beheaded. I talk to my only hope, the Tree's of Fangorn. They say "Nay, for the great king Aragorn, told us to say nay, and if we say aye, great doom shall fall on the Forests" I was alone. And I bravely marched to the Vala Ulmo, and spit in his face, for he betrayed me for a Low Elf of the Deathlands. I was alone. And by Ulmo's trident, I am banished from Lindon. I did something before I left Lindon however. And I said "If I do not have the Throne of the Fair Realm, let no one have it! And with a great blow, I destroyed the Throne, only a Elven King could do that, for it was stronger than Bedrock, and Harder than Steel. I am now alone. I wish to sail to Valinor, however it is not Time yet. And I think my history is over. I am nothing. I am no one. No one. Nooo one.............. I wish I could see Lindon's Fair Walls again, but I need to go to the Past, to the Past, for Lindon has no walls. AND LISTEN ALL THAT WISH TO AVENGE ME! I PUT A CURSE ON ANY MAN, ELF, DWARF, HALFLING, OR VALA. FOR LINDON BELONGS TO US! NOLDOR! AND WE NOLDOR! WE WILL RULE IT! NOT FOOLISH ELVES FROM THE DEATHLANDS! WE, AND I PUT THIS CURSE IN ELVISH, A ELVISH THAT MAYBE NONE OF YOU WOULD HAVE HEARD BEFORE!
Allenion, clante, morguinuion! Allenion clante alflinion! Allenion clante Dorwinion! Allenion clante naroguinion! Noldo, e Krasona Trone, ae NOLDO E KRASONA TRONO, E NOLDO, E GIL~GALAD! E RHODNOR, E NOLDO! E LINDON! E NOLDO KRASONA TRONO E GIL~GALAD!
Only the Noldor have right on this land, and only I do. I am Gil~Galad, and this is the story, how I died...