6. The Third Eagle — Imhiriel
Maiar/Wizards - check
Fellowship - check
Eagles - check
Events in March - check
Happy belated birthday, Barbara!
Amid grievous hurt and loss, we all rejoiced: the Dark Lord was vanquished.
How proud I was to be chosen to aid Mithrandir, to wing my precarious way through ash, smoke and noxious fumes in search of those who had delivered Middle-earth. Following my Lord Gwaihir and his brother, I thought my heart would break at finally beholding the pitiful figures, barely alive in the desolation, red-hot lava threatening to engulf them.
Lord Gwaihir, with Mithrandir on his back, carefully took up the Ring-bearer. Landroval softly clasped his faithful servant.
I was the third Eagle.
But I came in vain.
- "And he [Gwaihir] lifted up Gandalf and sped away south, and with him went Landroval, and Meneldor young and swift." (RotK, The Field of Cormallen)
- "Side by side they lay; and down swept Gwaihir, and down came Landroval and Meneldor the swift; and in a dream, not knowing what fate had befallen them, the wanderers were lifted up and borne far away out of the darkness and the fire." (ibid.)
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