The world will not see the like of Khazad-dûm again: the Second Hall, the Bridge, the Chamber of Mazarbul, the mithril-veins that made it rich and doomed it. Our first halls are lit. The rest of the delving lies before us — and we will try not to wake anything.
Moria
Khazad-dûm, the Dwarrowdelf — mightiest of all the mansions of the Dwarves, and the grave of Durin's folk.
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The endless torchlit halls of Durin sleep beneath the Misty Mountains — drum-beats in the deep, a nameless terror, and the finest stonework ever wrought. We have begun to delve.