The Search for the Five
Mark well my tale,
The story of The Five,
Who were able to resist
The rule of The One.
No soul knows why they were free,
No-one knows how it was done.
And as they broke their indestructible chain,
They shattered the powers of their shadow king,
Entrusted were they, but all in vain,
For they could defy the rule of The One Ring.
The Five have passed into long-dead myth,
Their deeds were never meant to last
But a simple man shall close the rift
Between Middle Earth's future… and its past.
Prologue: A vision through the seeing stone…
"It has been a great many years since the great rings of power were made, and we are now 350 years beyond the destruction of the One Ring. The exploits of that time have long since passed into legend, and those who once lived, now lay in eternal rest. We live now in the Age of Men. The Elves have lived in Valinor for centuries, though some remain in the havens of the Elves' past splendour, awaiting the second age of Elves. The Kings of Gondor have finally been returned to their rightful dignity, and the people of middle-earth have finally been able to band together in a united peace. Seers tell of a sudden surge of Maiar coming into existence within the ranks of men. Long have there been signs of strange existences upon middle-earth in recent times. Many of these have been proven to be true, and yet one eludes all possibility. The prophetic dreams of a young man; Yaomond of Minas Tirith. Many times has he appealed the councils of Minas Tirith and the new city of Sorindar for the resources to study into his dreams. These dreams have caused great unease among all those with whom he has shared his visions. And soon, he shall find himself silenced… for better, or for worse, for the time of his testing draws near…"