A story must be told or there'll be no story, yet it is the untold stories that are most moving.
Such is of the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.
Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!" “But no living man am I!
There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.
Don't go where I can't follow!
Maybe the paths that you each shall tread are already laid before your feet though you do not see them