Something you might have heard about before under other names: The Second Prophecy of Mandos, or Dagor Dagorath. It is said to be an event prophesied by Mandos, whom, by some, is perhaps better known as the Doomsman of the Valar.

Now, I have heard many versions of this story, but there are some things, and some names that continue to fall from the tongues of those whom I overhear. One name, by some merely called a myth, yet still allows fear to creep beneath my skin when it is uttered. It speaks of Morgoth's return, and the destruction of Arda. A grim subject, yet one we might not be able to completely ignore, despite wanting to.

"Thus spake Mandos in prophecy, when the Gods sat in judgement in Valinor, and the rumour of his words was whispered among all the Elves of the West. When the world is old and the Powers grow weary, then Morgoth, seeing that the guard sleepeth, shall come back through the Door of Night out of the Timeless Void; and destroy the Sun and Moon. But Eärendil shall descend upon him as a white and searing flame and drive him from the airs. Then shall the Last Battle be gathered on the fields of Valinor. In that day Tulkas shall strive with Morgoth, and on his right hand shall be Eönwë, and on his left Túrin Turambar, son of Húrin, returning from the Doom of Men at the ending of the world; and the black sword of Túrin shall deal unto Morgoth his death and final end; and so shall the children of Húrin and all Men be avenged.
Thereafter shall Earth be broken and re-made, and the Silmarils shall be recovered out of Air and Earth and Sea; for Eärendil shall descend and surrender that flame which he hath had in keeping. Then Fëanor shall take the Three Jewels and he will break them and with their fire Yavanna will rekindle the Two Trees, and a great light shall come forth. And the Mountains of Valinor shall be levelled, so that the Light shall go out over all the world."

All free folks have their own stories regarding this. Even among us humans the Mannish legends speak of it. Thankfully, most I have heard so far is from the intoxicated minds of men who would do everything to scare, or perhaps impress friends while drowning themselves in our tavern's ale.

Just a myth, or a true prophecy? What are your thoughts on it, let me know!