Shadows of Nan ElmothO golden cage of Gondolin, is covetousness a crime?Behind the bars a bird felt freedom for first timeAredhel Ar-Feiniel and Eöl, elven smithFound wonder in the woods, between branches didn’t breatheAs she in the shade stood he saw her beauty bloomLove piercing as a lance in the gathering gloomHer freedom loving heart in shadows shimmers lightGo
Of Names and DecisionsFair child without sorrowIs your life hollow,Noldorin prince?Dreams are just small seedsAdventures, great deedsRipen long since…A burning fireThat’s your desire:Onwards without winceIn the light of Two TreesNoon of Valinor's blissGolden-haired childOver the wide sea, thoughLie the lands you don't knowDistant and wildOh, eager child...***Faithful and steadyIs you oath ready,Nargothrond’s king?Reaping the visionsOf your decisionsDarkness will sinkFor the oath spokenEchoes unbrokenLoyalty trueA new hope is bornGrief of those who mournUp to sky flewNew day is comingDawning in blue
Turin TurambarYou want to be a master of your fateAnd believe still that you can win this fightBut anger kills as surely as a bladeAnd so is dimmed for you Doriath's lightFor king's judgement you did not want to waitBut fled instead - fugitive in the nightWandering lost, you found men of the nightAnd joined with them, and shared their lonely fateOn Amon Rûdh you will for your friend waitHis love will guide him, make him join your fightThen Bow and Helm will bring to these lands lightUntil the bond is severed by the bladeThe sword is black and cruel is its bladeWhen it cuts flesh in darkness of the nightWhat you have done, you'll see in flash of lightAnd understand the evil turn of fateFor it is not an enemy you fightBut Beleg's death that in your hands did waitFor other man the elven maid did waitBut love is as dangerous as a bladeThat Gwindor sees, and gives up without fightThen bridge was build, and dragon came in nightAnd so is sealed Nargothrond's tragic fateIn Pool o
Maedhros: Son of FireHe was the fireDevouring flameWine until bottomAnd pain of fameHe was my fatherHis anger like floodWe sealed our OathIn fire and bloodThe flame extinguishedBy Oath we're still boundThrough tears and painNo rest to be foundThe blood on my handsAnd my hand in chainsWhat was it forWhen nothing remains?The Light we sought, burnsSo close, yet so farWe are not worthyTo touch a starBurning flame, take meAnd clean the stain Take the cursed JewelAnd end my pain!In fire it startedIn fire it endsJust like my fatherThe fire in my veins
The Ride of OromeThe stars were young upon the heaven’s domeand darkness dwelt under the shade of treesand in the darkness evil creatures roamed,when a horn sounded clear and pure in breeze.Like thunder rode there Béma on his steedand Nahar's mane shone bright with silver light:glistening dream, the music of his feet,before them fled the creatures of the night.Now hoofbeats silenced, Béma rides no morein Middle-earth under the rays of Sun,but Nahar's children still stay on this shoreand on the grass of Rohan freely run.The lords of horses, Mearas free and strong,the steeds of kings that came out of a song.
Shades of GreySummary: Manwë visits Melkor in the Void, and finds pity for the former enemy in his heart. Sometimes, there are shades of grey between white and black...Rating: K+Disclaimer: Just Retelling Reuel's TalesBeta reader: Cairistiona--------------------------------------------------------------It was cold here, upon Taniquetil. The air was thin, and the snow on the peak never melted. The wind didn't blow. It was peaceful, serene a white silence stretching through the halls of Ilmarin. There, high above all, Manwë sat on his throne, and his sight was directed to the east. The threat to Middle-earth has been destroyed. The
Music of AinurCreate and sing!Your mind has wings from Music wroughtIn an eye's blink to being brought in Timeless HallWhat you can think to the last dot, that I will call to make a world The horse's trott, the fir-trees tall, the heat and cold The creatures small, and big and bold
GondorGlory of past, memoriesOaths of faithfulnessNow arrived the hour ofeeDark is the path the dead guardOut of danger willRise the long lost kingly line
Yavanna's lullabyBeloved children, you must sleepIn a sleep dreamless and deepThe black night fellLike evil spell,But you will your strength keepDarkness spread over the landThe Lamps that fell we cannot mendWith poisoned stingNow Arda's SpringHas ended, its time spentClose your eyes and do not fearTo my heart you are most dearWhen you wakeThe night will breakSky again will be clearRest under the wings of nightSo you can wake in new lightWaiting seedA tree or weedWhen land again is bright
Little PrinceWait for a time, exactly under the star. Then, if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is. If this should happen, please comfort me. Send me word that he has come back.I met a boy. He wanted a sheep.He gave me the gift of laughing stars.I promised him I will not weep:that secret will stay forever ours...I met a boy. He owned a rose.She's on his planet - very far.I watch it every night - he knows...And so, if you by chance are closeto the place where his footprints are -Wait for a time, exactly under the star.Then, if a little man appears who laughs,who has golden hairand who refuses to answer questions,you will know who he is.Then he will teach you how to see -with your heart and not with you eyes,how moody some flowers can be,and how you should establish ties.So prepare to be a little tamed,just like it happened once to me.And if you cry - he can't be blamed:that's what comes
Sir Gawain and the Green KnightStay true to your wordIn the code of chivalryRide to meet your fateEAPINGame of the green knightAt New Year in Green ChapelWaits beheader's axeILDSEAnd peaks of mountainsIn search of it you will passNobody will writeOVELLAbout your journeyNever will you tell, for atDawn you will pay yourEBTo the challenger...Howering above your neckEternal sleep, life'sNDINGirdle as token:Righteous knight is still humanEven you can tryEvade death for honour's priceNow you bear a scar on yourECKing welcomes you backNo shame can the ruler findIn deeds of his knightNSPIRINGallantry and pureHeart: now all will wear green sash -Token of
I paint your face in my mindI paint your face in my mindOn the canvas of my dreamsA picture of hearts entwinedWhen to duty I'm confinedLoneliness louder than screamsI paint your face in my mindI see your eyes - loving, kindBeauty that from the soul streamsA picture of hearts entwinedThat's where I can new strength findWhen yoke of fate so hard seemsI paint your face in my mindWhen the resolve stays behindIt is the love that redeemsA picture of hearts entwinedEven if I would go blindIn the darkness your light gleamsI paint your face in my mindA picture of hearts entwined
Your work has been featured here [link]
Would you do me a favour and fave this news please.