SparkAll light had failed.Spark2 years ago in Drama More Like This
There was only darkness. Darkness, and him, and the pain. The pain was the only thing that was not dark. When Maedhros closed his eyes, the pain even blocked out the darkness, drowning it, mostly red, sometimes white.
There were no stars; even they had failed. Maybe they were still there somewhere, above the reeking fumes and smokes of the furnaces of Angband. Maybe they were already gone. Maybe the world was already gone. He had no way of knowing. Sometimes, it would rain, but the rain was black and oily, and it stank. There was no clean thing left in the world. It burned in his eyes and in the many wounds upon his body.
There were no voices, no sounds except the wind. The Orcs did not come up here. He thought that, ultimately, that was why they had chained him here. Down in the dungeons, even when they'd tortured him, there had still been something in him that had fought. Just seeing their faces had filled him with a burning fire of hatred, and the hatred had fu
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
Caves of the ForgottenNow sing the song of dreamers under stoneCaves of the Forgotten2 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
Turin TurambarYou want to be a master of your fateTurin Turambar2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And believe still that you can win this fight
But anger kills as surely as a blade
And so is dimmed for you Doriath's light
For king's judgement you did not want to wait
But fled instead - fugitive in the night
Wandering lost, you found men of the night
And joined with them, and shared their lonely fate
On Amon Rûdh you will for your friend wait
His love will guide him, make him join your fight
Then Bow and Helm will bring to these lands light
Until the bond is severed by the blade
The sword is black and cruel is its blade
When it cuts flesh in darkness of the night
What you have done, you'll see in flash of light
And understand the evil turn of fate
For it is not an enemy you fight
But Beleg's death that in your hands did wait
For other man the elven maid did wait
But love is as dangerous as a blade
That Gwindor sees, and gives up without fight
Then bridge was build, and dragon came in night
And so is sealed Nargothrond's tragic fate
In Pool o
The NoldorMighty are the Second Kindred,The Noldor7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Strong and brave and fair;
Fierce they are and proud,
Tall and dark of hair;
Filled with passion and iron of will,
A two edged sword this can be.
Never do they turn aside from their propose,
From no enemy do they flee.
Ache their hands do to craft and create,
Beloved of the Smith are they.
Burn their minds do for knowledge,
But into folly they sometimes stray.
Lovers of hills and open lands,
The Watchtower their first home.
Many other glorious kingdoms did they build,
Seven High Kings they have known.
Kings and Queens of Numenor KINGS AND QUEENS OF NUMENORKings and Queens of Numenor6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
THE EARLY DAYS
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
The NandorOn the Great Journey they set forth,The Nandor7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of the Third Kindred were they.
But at the Blessed Realm they did not arrive;
For turned aside, they did, on the way.
Feared they did the Great Mountains of Mist;
And the desire to cross them they did lack.
So, under the leadership of one whos gaze lay south,
They became Those who turn back.
In the Vales of Anduin they roamed,
To wooded paths of green and brown they turned.
The Trees they fully awakened
From them speech, the great Tree Shepherds learned.
In time, other branches of Nandor arose,
And to other areas of Middle Earth did spread.
The Golden and Greenwood to name a few,
Even over the Mountains of Mist some did tread.
But all of them had something in common,
Wherever in Middle Earth they did roam.
Water and song would always be their joy;
The forests ever their hearts home!
The FalathrimLast of the Third Kindred,The Falathrim7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are these Firstborn who dwell by the sea.
When the Grey Ones they left, twas their last Sundering they thought.
But such was not to be.
With the other Kindreds they had traveled west,
From the long trek many others had strayed.
But all through the long hardships and waiting,
On the Great Journey they had stayed.
They believed their journey nearly over,
For the boundary of Middle Earth they had reached.
While they awaited the Ocean Lord, his Vassals they met.
And from them learned all they had to teach.
When the time came to depart with the Ocean Lord,
Some did not accompany the Host.
For they had come to love the shores of Middle Earth,
Its waves stirred them the most.
In mortal lands they were the first to build ships,
For to explore the waters they long.
Gatherers of shell and coral are they;
Always they heed the oceans song.
Great Havens they built in Middle Earth,
Mighty ships and collections of pearl;
To the songs of gulls they gl
Numenorean NamesName MeaningNumenorean Names6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Adunakhor Lord of the West
Aldarion Of the trees
Amandil Devoted to Aman
Elven RealmsFOUNDED DURING THE AGES OF STARLIGHTElven Realms6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Beleriand Country of Balar/Osse
Doriath Land of the Girdle, Guarded Kingdom
Eglador Land of Elves
Falas Coast, Shore
Nan Elmoth Forest of Star Dusk
Neldoreth Forest of Beech
The TeleriWith love for music are the Third Kindreds hearts filled,The Teleri7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In singing no equal have they.
On jewel covered beaches, they wander,
And dwell by a starlit Bay.
On the coast of Eldamar they dwell,
The Haven of Swans is their home;
Pearls and lamps with it they have filled;
To the waves their souls ever roam.
The Sea is their greatest love,
The stars to them a sure trail;
The Ocean Lord and his Vassals are their friends,
As for their ships, none fairer do sail.
Female VanyarName: Indis the FairFemale Vanyar6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meaning First daughter
Position 2nd Queen of the Noldor
Relatives Niece of Ingwe
2nd wife of Finwe,
Mother of Findis Fingolfin, Irien and Finarfin
Grandmother of Fingon, Turgon, Aredhel, Finrod, Orodreth,
The SindarAlso of the Third Kindred, were they,The Sindar7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And deep their loyalty to their King;
When, during the Great Journey, he mysteriously vanished,
Mournful songs for him they did sing.
When the others continued West, they refused to go on,
Still loyal to their lord, they determined to await him.
So when their Kindred departed, they remained behind,
And called themselves the Forsaken.
Their long vigil rewarded when at last did their King return,
A beautiful Queen at his side;
Now tallest of Firstborn was he, and silver of hair;
And glorious was the light of wisdom in his brides eyes.
Great was the peoples joy; for no longer forsaken!
And content to dwell beneath the stars, People of Twilight,
Named the Grey Ones, in honor of their High King;
For over 3000 years did he reign in great might.
The greatest of Firstborn in the mortal lands,
Were those who were called the Grey.
Mighty were they, and vast their realm,
The Queens Girdle ever held evil at bay.
Lovers of trees were the Grey
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
Yavanna's lullabyBeloved children, you must sleepYavanna's lullaby2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In a sleep dreamless and deep
The black night fell
Like evil spell,
But you will your strength keep
Darkness spread over the land
The Lamps that fell we cannot mend
With poisoned sting
Now Arda's Spring
Has ended, its time spent
Close your eyes and do not fear
To my heart you are most dear
When you wake
The night will break
Sky again will be clear
Rest under the wings of night
So you can wake in new light
A tree or weed
When land again is bright
Dwarven Realms THE SEVEN DWARVEN CLANSDwarven Realms6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Clan Mountains where lived
Durin's Folk/Longbeards Hithaeglir/ Misty Mountains
Broadbeams Ered Luin/ Blue Mountains
One of these Knights - 1One of These KnightsOne of these Knights - 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We are getting close, my brother, I can feel it. She let her horse run free three days ago and she cannot hope to outpace us on foot. She needs rest and food and we do not."
The voice, drifting up through the canopy of tree branches, woke me from my light sleep. It was a human voice; or rather it had been a human voice once upon a time. Now it was grey and cold and flat. I suppressed a shudder, willing my muscles into stillness where I lay stretched upon a bough above the trail. Not for the first time I wished I had paid more attention when Brother William tried to teach us about the undead of the Scourge and how to fight them. The intelligence about not needing to rest was unwelcome.
"Well then, what do you intend once we have found her?" This voice was lighter, but no less cold. "We have pursued her for nigh on to two weeks. Shal
Lords of the Vanyar VANYARLords of the Vanyar6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meaning First one
Position: 1st High King of the Noldor, High Lord of all elves
Born: Year 1050 Age of Starlight
Lords of Andunie ANCESTORS OF THE LORDS OF ANDUNIELords of Andunie6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Name Tar Elendil
Meaning Friend of Elves
Rank 4th High King of Numenor
Reigned: Year 590-740 2nd Age of the Sun
Traits Studier of ancient lore, writer of many books
Father of Silmarien
Meaning She of the Shining Light
Ships of AlqualondeThe song of waters sounded clear and sweetShips of Alqualonde2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In light of Trees before its brightness dimmed
There white wood was with foaming sea-waves rimmed
The swiftest swan-ships in a mighty fleet
The sails were woven with a silver thread
As they sailed proudly through the storms and wind
Like graceful swans their prows were shaped, flanks winged
No better ship could sailor ever meet
Now white planks reddened with the Elven blood
In Swanhaven under the darkened sky
Where ships were taken together with lives
Then sky in Losgar reddened like rose bud
The fires rose on shores where the gulls cry
To Alqualondë only ash arrives
The Lament of the DeadThe Lament of the Dead6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Lament of the Dead
The yards are empty, towers torn
No one here left to see and mourn
The bells still in the tower sing
The plaintive toll that which they ring
Petals untouched lay on the ground
Always seen but never found
The throne is barren, crown is lost
Bloodied, sullied, this was the cost
Betrayed, with aid, by harrowed prince
Son of the king that had long since
Kept kingdoms safe from armies vast
Brought to an end by death amassed
Never again shall light here glow
Never again will people know
The glory that was, but now is gone
The once great city, Lordaeron
Life Is A GiftLife Is A Gift3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life is a gift
Given by love
Given by sacrifice
God is the God of Love
He created the Earth and the Heavens
He provides for every living creature, even the birds
He keeps us all under one protective hand
When we astray, He comes like a thief in the night and grabs us back
To those who know and see Him, will live the eternal life with Him
Life is a gift
Given by Love
Given by sacrifice
Why take it for granted?