"The child without a name grew up to be the hand
To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
The choice he'd made he could not comprehend
His blood a grim secret they had to command
He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise? Will all our sins be justified?"
- "Hand of Sorrow" by Within Temptation
Lomion is definitely my favourite "Silmarillion" character. He is the Swordsmith and Traitor of Gondolin.
In Quenya: Lomion ná i maciltano o Gondolin. Se melë nolpar ar mocë cala.
This translates to: Lomion is the swordsmith of Gondolin. He loves moles and hates sunlight.