From The Tale of Torin, Part XVI,
recounted by the bard Cholin
And so it came to pass that Torin was defeated, and his body left lifeless on the starmountain. Yet his spirit would not abandon his body, and he sat by his lifeless form, and he wept crystalline tears.
And there was a roar and the rush of wings above him, and he looked up and saw a mighty ship. Its sails stood out from its sides, and a huge citadel rose from its crest. It moved like a hurricane crossing the land.
Torin could see the decks of this great ship, and they were crammed with people as powerful, as invisible, as dead as he. Brave Boroc and Lady Hisat, who perished in fire. Mighty Daria, slain by the werelion, and the puissant Moriedor, wizard of a hundred lands. All dead but all there on the ship. They beckoned to him to come join them on their everlasting journey.
Torin leapt up and found that he could reach the ship in a single bound, unfettered by his human body. They clasped him to their breasts and welcomed him, for only the unliving could walk along the halls OF this great ship.
And leaving his body behind, Torin and the Ship of Heroes turned course for other lands, and neither he nor his spirit were ever seen again.
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