Hey everyone! I’m glad you’ve stopped by to read this story. This part is just an introduction explaining a few things about the dwarves so the story really begins next chapter. If you have read my other stories, you probably are thinking, another story! Why can’t you just finish one at a time? Well I have no excuse, this idea just came up on my long weekend and I started writing… Don’t worry I’ll keep up with my other three. Thanx again for stopping by…

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the lord of the rings characters but I do own the original dwarves that are not in Tolkien’s writing and of course Hêth (pronounced Heath). Also the locations are strictly those of J.R.R. Tolkien. General history, and time periods also belong to him. This prologue is mostly Silmarillion quotes or based on the story from that book.

Note: All attempts will be made to stay in canon however any deviations have been made with a purpose and a plan. When Tolkien describes women dwarves as so alike to dwarf-men in look and appearance… I take that to mean the women had beards, were short, burly, and probably no better looking than the men… Also Mahal is the dwarvish name for Aulë, the dwarves creator.

Prologue

It is said by the dwarves, that they are indeed the firstborn. For Aulë who is called Mahal in their tongue, wrought them long ago when Middle-earth was still darkened. Mahal greatly desired Children to whom he could teach his lore and crafts. And because he was unwilling to await the fulfillment of Ilúvatar he made them in secret. The Seven Fathers of Dwarves he hid in a hall under the mountains in Middle-earth.

Mahal taught the dwarves a secret language which they keep secret and speak to no other race than themselves. Now Ilúvatar knew what was done the moment it was complete and he asked him why he had done such a thing. Mahal pleaded with Ilúvatar and was humble before him and therefore he had pity on him and spared his creations.

Mahal was grateful and said, “May Eru bless my work and amend it!”

But Ilúvatar was unwilling that the Dwarves should come before the firstborn of his design, the elves. So he caused the Dwarves to sleep under the darkness of stone and said, “…But when the time comes I will awaken them, and they shall be to thee as children; and often strife shall arise between thine and mine, the children of my adoption and the children of my choice.”

And it was as Ilúvatar had said and many quarrels arose between the races of the two firstborn, the elves and dwarves. But, they lived for the desire of Aulë’s crafts and lore, and lived long under mountains in search of jewels. For Mahal had made them strong, stubborn, and fast in friendship and in enmity. They suffer toil and injury far more hardily than any other speaking peoples; and live far beyond the span of men.

It is said by the dwarves, that in the end of their lives Mahal will gather them to halls set apart in Mandos; and that Ilúvatar will give them a place among the Children in the end. So that they may help Mahal to remake Arda after the last battle. The secret language that they treasure is a reminder of their Maker’s purpose and plan and they hide it in the depths of their souls and speak it to no man… save one.