Maedhros: Son of FireHe was the fireMaedhros: Son of Fire3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wine until bottom
And pain of fame
He was my father
His anger like flood
We sealed our Oath
In fire and blood
The flame extinguished
By Oath we're still bound
Through tears and pain
No rest to be found
The blood on my hands
And my hand in chains
What was it for
When nothing remains?
The Light we sought, burns
So close, yet so far
We are not worthy
To touch a star
Burning flame, take me
And clean the stain
Take the cursed Jewel
And end my pain!
In fire it started
In fire it ends
Just like my father
The fire in my veins
The Mirror Cracked'A blazing wave devours white shore,'The Mirror Cracked2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The poets muse on Feanor,
While they should wish him nothing more
Than swiftly falling ash.
In reckless words we forged our fate,
In white-hot script for cracking slate,
Each syllable the world's weight -
But gladly were we crushed.
I saw blood in the soft sea wrack;
Each sea-elf dead a mirror's crack
In our own faces staring back
From all the noble slain.
In Dior's blessed and empty face
I searched for us but found no trace.
The mirror shattered. Only grace
We bear no more stared back.
The waves closed over Elwing's head,
Dissolved the Light that silver bled
Into a face that held no dread;
So different from ourselves.
Not princes now, nor kings, but thieves,
And reckless as the falling leaves,
We take the Jewels and my heart grieves:
For all the world is stained.
For this the final Doom we bear:
In blood spilt red as Nelyo's hair;
The golden Vanyar lying there
Dead, even as our hearts.
The living Light is agony;
A shining, sharp finality:
A leap i
Sand and MusicSand and MusicSand and Music3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He feels he cannot walk another step, until he does. The next step is the same, and the next, and he has stopped counting the sunsets and sunrises because measuring eternity has no purpose. He has wandered an eternity already, carrying his small harp for some indeterminable, compulsive reason, because it will be years before he can play again, if ever, and the sand blows into his eyes and into his throat as he sings. His hands are burnt and scarred and his voice is hoarse, and he wants to rip the strings from the taunting harp and scream, but he is unable to do either because it hurts too much.
Every muscle that has been on fire begins to numb from sheer fatigue, and he feels that he will die without food but is too weak from walking to fish or hunt- but then, Maitimo survived thirty-some years without food, didn't he- and now he is thinking of Maitimo again and he swore to himself that he would not think of them right now.&
ImladrisIn Imladris, in RivendellImladris2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are secrets more than I can tell
There ancient lore of long-lost lands
Still lingers on in elven hands
In Rivendell, in Imladris
Are love and laughter, joy and bliss
East of Sea few places remain
That grant such sure surcease from pain
In Imladris, in Rivendell
They shall not yet say their farewell
For even when all else may fade
Some light shall live, untouched by shade.
MajestyBlack the night that closed around me,Majesty2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
(Now I see!)
When I listened as He promised
Long I waited; still she turned and
Looked on you!
Son of few years, quickly fading:
Shadows steals across the City,
I shall drown both star and candle:
Bring the Night.
See the furnace-glow of crimson?
Hear the roar?
To Doom I have brought completion:
Bloody chaos breaks around me,
I shall find her – she'll forget you:
But your arms are strong as iron,
Have no doubt;
Past the rail meant to save me
I spill out.
Seven times they jagged crush me,
'Til I fall no more but lie here-
Blood-stained rise the walls above me,
As light through deep water darkly:
Ragged, now, my cloak of glory,
Here in silence ends this story:
Here lies dead.
Caves of the ForgottenNow sing the song of dreamers under stoneCaves of the Forgotten3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In Caves of Damned forever they will sleep
And wander ever in their dreams alone
Now sing the song of dreamers under stone
In place forgotten where Sun never shone
There Ar-Pharazôn landed with his fleet
Now sing the song of dreamers under stone
In Caves of Damned forever they will sleep
The ValarManwe, Lord of sky and air,The Valar6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
King of Eagles, tall and fair,
Ruler of the Valar royal,
To Iluvatar he remains loyal.
Elbereth resides with him,
Silver'd hair, tall and slim.
She is the Maker of the Star,
She hears all, near and far.
Wrapped in majesty and power,
Robed in earthly tree and flower,
Green her eyes and slim her girth,
Yavanna brought forth the forests in birth.
Aule wrought first the Dwarven folk
In secret, but Illuvatar spoke:
"'Tis not their time - they must keep,
And under mountain must they sleep."
Ulmo is the King of the Sea,
And mariners bow down to he.
His horns sound in the deeps and foam,
Calling Elven stragglers home.
Mandos is the Speaker of Doom,
Gathers dead spirits in his room,
In the House of the Dead he abides,
To Iluvatar only he confides.
Nienna the Weeper is his kin,
Pity she is, and welcomes in
Any who are in need of hope,
Those who mourn she helps to cope.
When Orome the huntsman rides,
All evil creatures before him hide,
Loved by horsemen near and far,
Lucky Chance Chapter 6Lucky Chance Chapter 63 years ago in Romance More Like This
~Authors NOte. All people in this story are real people, my friend Peyton.~
We picked up the girls, Makayla, Marti, and Kaitlyn. Makayla is quite unless you get to know her, just like Liam. Marti is flirty and likes to mess around, just like Harry. Kaitlyn is mysterious and quite till you get to know her, just like Zayn. We had all fallen in love with One Direction when Peyton showed me them. I will admit, I didnt like them at all when i first heard of them. Now i love them so much. You can call us all Directioners.
"So Makalya, what do you like to do?" Liam asked Makayla, a mid height girl with long brown hair and glasses, while she was getting comfortable in the car.
"Keeping these girls in tack, other wise they would get into so much trouble. I guess you could call me the mommy of the group." she laughed, we all did with her. She really did act like a mommy to all of us. She was the logical one but could also have fun to.
"Cool, I'm like that daddy to of the
Broken BondBroken BondBroken Bond3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The night in Aman is deathly still as I am shocked from my sleep by a horrible sensation- a feeling of loss and grief so acute it manifests as a searing physical pain in the core of my body. I am used to waking alone, for I have done so for centuries, but in my strange agony I panic and clutch the sheets as if I expect someone to be there.
As I writhe in anguished confusion in my bed, a memory comes unbidden to my mind.
Not long after we were left alone, I visited my half-sister in law, though I was unsure what words could or should pass between us. We sat at tea in long silence, when suddenly, her eyes went wide and she let out a wretched wail. The cup shattered in her hand and it began to bleed, but when I asked her why she cried, she whispered that she had felt her very heart tear itself from her breast.
Only days later, word came to us from the Valar that Fëanáro was dead.
As my pain resolves itse
I'm a Half-Blood ch. 18I'm a Half-Blood ch. 183 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ψ Eighteen Ψ
The Horrible Truth
We weren't gonna make it. I just knew it.
The storm spirits were closing in on us so fast I didn't have time to think on any way out of this. My friends were doing the best they could, fighting off monsters and trying not to fall off, but soon we would be overwhelmed and everything would end.
And on our first four hours on the quest.
Rover and the other pegasi weren't doing well, either. They were all breathing heavily, and by the thoughts that kept coming from them, I knew they hated this situation as much as we did.
I looked around fanatically to see if there was anything that we could use to defend ourselves. Below us, a beautiful forest had been spread all over a valley and what seemed funny to me was how spaced they were from each other. A river seemed to flow between two mountains before falling down a cascade.
The water . . . that was it!
The new plan I had was crazily insane, and if it didn't work I'd probably end up fried, but comparin
Did He Not Come HereFëanor asks it of all of them. Each new soul to walk within the Halls of Mandos is sought out and given his questions. He is brilliant and he is driven, and not knowing is a thing he cannot bear.Did He Not Come Here2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Even those who've had no cause to wish him well answer when they see the look in his eyes, the need to know the answer to his questions.
"Where is Macalaurë, also called Maglor? How fares my son?"
Always, they do not know. And always, always, they look to Maedhros as they ask, "Did he not come here with you?"
Midnight Meet ~ (Niall Horan Love Story) ~ Ch. 11Midnight Meet ~ (Niall Horan Love Story) ~ Ch. 113 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I kept trying to catch Zayn's eyes all the while in the elevator. He ignored me by talking to Louis about something. My heart sunk as I realized I may have blown any chance I had to get close to him. It was a good thing, though. Now my parents couldn't sink their teeth into him and try to control him. It was for the better. The elevator dinged open and I headed towards the stairs to meet up with Kira and Niall. Liam caught my arm, holding me back. He was reading something on his phone.
"Niall forgot something in the room," Liam said. "He's taking Kira with him to get it. Told us to get on ahead."
I turned around, following the group out to the pool. It was relatively empty. The only people there were kids playing in the kiddie pool and their parents enjoying themselves at the bar. I was thankful for this because we could just swim in peace. I pulled out my phone to check my messages. Of course I kept up with my fanpages, but I hadn't posted anything about me h
Imagine 1: DanceImagine 1: Dance2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You've been accepted into a British Dance school and are studying your choice of dance in one of the local studios in the area and not your school one since it's you're only day off.
The studio is all glass mirrors except for the door and the glass wall which shows the room across from you.
You don't notice someone staring at you from the door and then moving into the dance studio beside yours to practice, but keep looking at you.
You're music is blaring loud and you're moving all over the place, so concentrated it doesn't occur to you you're being watched.
While you're dancing, you see this person watching you from the corner of your eye and mess up the step you're practicing, falling on the floor by accident.
You're getting up when you hear a knock and you turn around to see Zayn Malik standing at the glass wall, looking to see if you're okay.
You wave a hand in his direction to assure him you're alright and he smiles, usually a distraction would be bad, but you can l
Pure Chance Chap. 2Pure Chance Chap. 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pure Chance Chap. 2
It was just last week I had been going to pick up my girlfriend Lilly. We had officially been dating a month and we were going to tell the boys that day, then the world the next. I was on my way to Starbucks, we were supposed to meet there in less than five minutes. Upon arrival I scanned the shop for her dark chocolate brown hair and pale skin. Realizing she wasn't here yet I figured I'd use the mens room. I headed towards the bathrooms in the back corner.
I frowned as I passed a couple heatedly making out in a hallway alcove near the restrooms. Seriously why must people do this stuff in public? I was just going to walk past when I noticed familiar chocolate brown hair. I stood there shocked and unnoticed.
Their stood MY girlfriend, Lily making out with what I now noticed to be another girl with auburn hair tied up under a base ball cap. Lily opened her eyes now aware she was being watched and pushed the other girl away harshly.
"I..." I didn't want to
Song to the starsOh, dear starsSong to the stars2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please watch over him
And bring him safe to me
Oh, beloved lights
Which shine in the dark night
Please warm his heart
So he can smile
Among you he shines
And with him
He takes my heart
Every time he leaves.
I wait on the cold shore
Every single morning
For him to come back
And only an embrace I wish
To keep me warm
Until his return.
Loved, yet lonely
I am, but who can tell
My bitter pain
Of knowing him so away
In the nights
And darkness so cold,
In a dreamless world?
The Ride of OromeThe stars were young upon the heaven’s domeThe Ride of Orome3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and darkness dwelt under the shade of trees
and in the darkness evil creatures roamed,
when a horn sounded clear and pure in breeze.
Like thunder rode there Béma on his steed
and 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 more
in Middle-earth under the rays of Sun,
but Nahar's children still stay on this shore
and 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.
RochallorLike blue ice a flameRochallor3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in darkness shone desperate
Horse returned alone
On green grass faithful steed died
heart-broken mourning his lord
LossTurgonLoss3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My brother is gone.
The deafening clashes and shrieks of battle dim and blur together in my ears as I stand, rooted, in the frenzy, staring at the swirling clouds of flame and dust where his banner fell. Through the haze of my sorrow, it hits me like a kick to the stomach that with his passing, and no heir to his line, I have in the space of a few seconds become the High King of our people. I am the last of Nolofinwë's children, and I am alone, as is my beloved Gondolin; and we both will be discovered and destroyed as surely as will all the realms of the Eldar in Middle Earth.
I am pulled from my stupor by the captains of Men, and must abandon my fatalistic thoughts for action, though the overwhelming grief for my father's house refuses to loosen its clutches so easily. I fight on because I can do nothing else, and my eyes sting, though from dust or tears I do not know.
As I order a full retreat, my voice breaks and I curse the F
Random Love Happens - Chapter 5*Ciara POV:*Random Love Happens - Chapter 53 years ago in Romance More Like This
Niall had insisted to follow me to school even after I reminded him about our little agreement. At least he put on those sunglasses and the cap which resulted in fewer fans recognizing him. Niall and I reached the classroom exactly 9:30 am. My English-teacher Mrs. Thompson looked at me with accusing eyes.
"So miss Stone. May I hear your excuse for being late?" she asked.
"My-" I hesitated; "boyfriend kind of held me back." I said. Mrs. Thompson totally freaked out.
"BOYFRIENDS are NOT and excuse Miss Stone! I'll write your parent later and you will have an hour of detention after today's last lesson!" I sighed and turned around to go out and say bye to Niall, who stood just outside the door. But he rushed in to the room and took his sunglasses and his cap. Al the girls either screamed or whispered or giggled and so on. Great Niall thank you for ruining my innocence in here, I thought. And then Niall yelled:
"You better not gave Ciara detention for some I did! None o
Shadows of Nan ElmothO golden cage of Gondolin, is covetousness a crime?Shadows of Nan Elmoth3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Behind the bars a bird felt freedom for first time
Aredhel Ar-Feiniel and Eöl, elven smith
Found wonder in the woods, between branches didn’t breathe
As she in the shade stood he saw her beauty bloom
Love piercing as a lance in the gathering gloom
Her freedom loving heart in shadows shimmers light