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Each of them took to himself a Silmaril, for they said: ‘Since one is lost to us, and but two remain, and we two alone of our brothers, so is it plain that fate would have us share the heirlooms of our father.’

Maedhros
Maglor

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Each of them took to himself a Silmaril, for they said: ‘Since one is lost to us, and but two remain, and we two alone of our brothers, so is it plain that fate would have us share the heirlooms of our father.’

Maedhros
Maglor

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Yet Maglor still held back, saying: ‘If Manwë and Varda themselves deny the fulfilment of an oath to which we named them in witness, is it not made void?’

And Maedhros answered: ‘But how shall our voices reach to Ilúvatar beyond the Circles of the World? And by Ilúvatar we swore in our madness, and called the Everlasting Darkness upon us, if we kept not our word. Who shall release us?’

‘If none can release us,’ said Maglor, ‘then indeed the Everlasting Darkness shall be our lot, whether we keep our oath or break it; but less evil shall we do in the breaking.’

Maedhros 
Maglor

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Yet Maglor still held back, saying: ‘If Manwë and Varda themselves deny the fulfilment of an oath to which we named them in witness, is it not made void?’

And Maedhros answered: ‘But how shall our voices reach to Ilúvatar beyond the Circles of the World? And by Ilúvatar we swore in our madness, and called the Everlasting Darkness upon us, if we kept not our word. Who shall release us?’

‘If none can release us,’ said Maglor, ‘then indeed the Everlasting Darkness shall be our lot, whether we keep our oath or break it; but less evil shall we do in the breaking.’

Maedhros 
Maglor

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No other player has there been,
no other lips or fingers seen
so skilled, ‘tis said in elven-lore,
save Maglor son of Fëanor,
forgotten harper, singer doomed,
who young when Laurelin yet bloomed
to endless lamentation passed
and in the tombless sea was cast. 

Maglor

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Maglor was the second of the Sons of Fëanor. He had more of his mother Nerdanel’s gentle spirit than any of his brothers. Maglor was known for his poetry and singing, but in Tirion he swore the Oath of Fëanor and shared in the woes it bred.

Maglor

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And all the magic and miht he brought
Of Elvenesse into his words.

― Silmarillion, J.R.R.Tolkien

Finrod

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The sighing of the sea beyond,
Beyond the western world, on sand,
On sand of pearls in Elvenland.

― Silmarillion, J.R.R.Tolkien 


Finrod 
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 Fingon the Valiant

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Maedhros

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