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Turin of my version. P.S. Turin is one of my least favorite roles in Tolkien's works... I just met him this time on the paper. Hope I won't meet him again.****
WHY I don't like him?
First, he killed Beleg.
Second, everything is not his fault, it's Morgoth, it's the beast, it's the elves, it's the sword, really..? He always blame the others but himself.
I don't pity him at all. I feel sorry for his family and his friends, not him, no. Reading this novel let me know one thing, I don't have to love every bit of Arda.
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In The Kalevala the is talk about Kullervo in poem 31-36 and here is a part from the poem 36:
He went a little distance, walked a little way;
he came to that tract in the forest, got to that place
where he had ravished the maiden, ruined his mother`s offspring.
There the lovely grass was weeping, the loveliest clearing lamenting,
the young herbs grieving, the heather blooms complaining
yhe repe of the girl, the ruining of the mothers`s offspring.
Nor had young grass sprung up, no heather bloom come out,
grown up in the spot, in that evil place
where he had ravished the girl, ruined his mother`s offspring.
Kullervo, son of Kalervo, drew his sharp sword;
he looks at it, turns it over, questions it, inquired of it.
He asked the sword its wish, whether it wanted
to eat guilty flesh, drink sinful blood.
The sword knew the man`s mind, understood what the warrior said:
it answered with these words: "Why should I not eat as I want,
eat guilty flesh, drink sinful blood?
I eat the flesh of an innocent person, drink the blood of a sinless one, too."
Kullervo, son of Kalervo, blue-stockinged son of an old man,
pushed the hilt into the field, pressed the butt into the heath,
turned the point against his breast, stuck himself onto the point.
On that he contrived his death, met his end.
That was the death of the young fellow, the death of the man Kullervo,
at long last the end of the man, the death of the luckless one.
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WowοΌthank you for these.
I need some time to read this.
Thank you for leading me to new story that I didn't know before.
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A wonderful piece, yet I wonder; why haven't you taken any liking to Turin? (questioned out of curiousity).
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He killed my Beleg, that's why.
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Ooooh, I can relate sooooo well.
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Yes but... It was the swords fault 
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