ACT I

Borrowed Light

Young Turin’s remembered world of warmth and shelter, where belonging still feels whole before exile and consequence begin their work.

The song holds a house before it becomes memory, preserving tenderness in a form already haunted by its disappearance.

Lyrics Manuscript

[choir of male voices] [snare drum]

[Verse] Land of my fathers This I know Homeland of the free and the fair Ridge upon ridge of grey and gold River and vale and harvest road

[Chorus] From Dor-lómin to the sea I will walk the land of Hador Where the House of Húrin dwells I will walk the land of Hador Where my fathers made their homes

[Verse 2] In my memory I can see Tall they stand in the north country And they walk in fields of gold I can see them in the land of old

[Chorus] From Dor-lómin to the sea I will walk the land of Hador Where the House of Húrin dwells I will walk the land of Hador Where my fathers made their homes [whispered] And now it is my own It is my own

Archive Notes

A foundational emotional reference point for Turin, Morwen, and the lost world of early belonging.

Themes: Warmth · Home · Childhood · Loss