![]() ‘Thorongil', they had called him - the leader of the pack. Many great warriors had perished, and the power and grandeur of his name and lineage were marred. During that night the great Umbarian fleet was largely destroyed. The sight of fire upon the docks reminded him of his father's disastrous defence against that sudden Gondorian raid, nigh on thirty years ago. ![]() His grip on the window's rail became stronger. ![]() ![]() The sounds had reached him in his uneasy sleep and wakened him, after which he could not return to rest.Īs he looked, he saw great fires being lit all over the distant docks, their tall flames grasping towards an unreachable black sky, their glow eating away the brightness of the stars. The sprawling port-city of Umbar lay below, livelier than it had been for decades. Câssimir stood silently, gazing out of the highest window of the tallest tower in his ancestral palace. No clouds obscured the net of stars above. ![]()
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