Race Against TimeMy brother, what have I done?Race Against Time2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was an accident, we were having fun.
My arrow, I let it fly.
It whizzed in the air, and passed the Buck by.
I turn to you, folded on the ground.
My arrow, I have now found.
Anguished cries ring through the air
and my soul is stripped bare
for all to see, the mistake is mine,
and it's a race against time.
Aulë, his life is now in your hands,
don't let him slip away like grains of sand.
Let him be spared, let it be me.
Let me take his place, let him be free
from this pain, take it away -
take him away from these pain filled days.
For Some Reason I Think HomeHe staggered to the ruins, soaked with sweat. Blood dripped into his eyes in crimson rivulets. It was over. He was home now. Fatigue and nostalgia meshed together in a haze of memories and reality. The thick clouds above him blurring and molding together into a dreary gray sky matched his mood.For Some Reason I Think Home2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
How long had it been since he had seen this place: Weeks, months, ages? He ran his hand over the remains of a house wall. The craggy mortar and soft moss beneath his fingers seemed strange. Had this been his home? The toppled chimney behind him was growing a wild garden in the fireplace. Was this really home?
It had been a long journey, there and back again. He had fought and even loved it at times. He had the scars to prove it. He squeezed his arm tighter. More blood seeped through his fingers. The last battle that plagued him was finally over. Disapproval was the only thing that had spared him. The dense air popped his ears, muffling everything but his thoughts.
He ground his teeth at the memo
ImladrisIn Imladris, in RivendellImladris3 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.
AkallabethAkallabeth3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet such was the cunning of Sauron, and the strength of his hidden will, that ere three years had passed, he bacame close to the councils of the king...And Sauron spoke to the king, saying that his strength was so great, he need not be subject to the ban of the Valar. Then the king harkened to Sauron...and in those days the fleets of the Numenoreans blackened the waters west of the land...and Sauron withdrew to the inmost circles of his dark temple. (Akallabêth, The Silmarillion)
Once he laughed,
In his dark hall-
The lord of all.
Twice he laughed,
For weak-willed men
Who fell, became
His servants then.
Thrice he laughed,
The shadows rang-
Though Doom upon
a thread should hang.
A final time
Would he have laughed?
But then Doom fell-
An iron shaft.
Seemed to frown
On Sauron Gorthaur,
He guessed not
The Valar's wrath,
Though long we walked
His Master's path...
Until the Void
Of Morgoth's crown
Claimed Sauron G
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
Veleth Reniar aen -Sindarin-Veleth Reniar aen -Sindarin-4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
2011 ©Charissa Klassen
Language: Sindarin (J.R.R. Tolkien)
(translation is below)
Nan Veleth feir Ia Reniar aen.
Ethuil hen i-hant bain pêl naer
Nu 'elais vraig gala dagi lyth pain
Mas minlu lyth a gelaidh edlothiant.
Dint pîn miriant dolthad ned glae voe
A duilin laew edona líreg ned gylf dynd
An chír pân avar miriad a linnad.
Mas i-hantien fael ia melant hant hen?
I-eleth mistant or rîw a rhîw dartha.
Mas glennant han lam velui liria voe
'lass dothol ned aur nuin duilin laew.
Si u-ben renia hant hen ah i-eleth?
Tiro! En renion vae, eleth velui hen.
Edhellim bain gwant círa ath aearon,
Nae! avar melad amar firol hen?
"Novaer naer hen pedin be lu toll
An illaid prestar aen, naeth a glass."
I-eleth galen pent anim po aur han
"Ui-renio i-ven amar bronannen ammen,
An uim awartha i-amar hen an uir.
Alle Perian vuin ui annathon rîn nîn.
U-bân naeth arfael a 'novaer' vethed."
An aearon ned gwaith în radant
Elwing's LullabySleep in peace, my gentle children:Elwing's Lullaby5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Though there seems no end to night,
Every day which falls in shadow
In its time will dawn in light.
See the Moon dressed all in silver,
Chasing stars across the sky.
He will keep your fears away
And leave sweet dreams for you and I.
Now the stars above are shining,
Calling you to peaceful rest.
By the shores the sea is singing,
Telling stories of the West.
When the chains of Night are broken
And the Light at last is free,
Then the world shall know the blessings
Waiting far beyond the sea.
Dream of hope, my stars, my darlings,
'Till the morning comes anew.
I will stay beside your beds
And keep a vigil over you.
Xtricitiria GuideXtricitiria General InformationXtricitiria Guide2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
General Personality: Xtricitiria are generally friendly creatures. When befriended they are fun to play with and are very protective and loyal to their owners. They can be very stealthy though, and hard to catch when trying to chase one down. Some however can be very aggressive. Each Xtricitiria varies in their personality.
Where they Live: Those that have befriended another creature usually follow them or live near electrical stations or big cities where they can feed off the electricity. Never or vary rarely you'll find one in a forest or in nature. Sometimes they might visit or go through such places but they can never settle in such a habitat unless there are electrical sources nearby.
What they Eat: Xtricitirias feed off electrical signals or outlets. Anything with or providing electricity is good. Sometimes as a treat you can give them an old phone or device to
Sand and MusicSand and MusicSand and Music4 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.&
Hobbit limerickThere was once a director of the HobbitHobbit limerick3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when filming LotR, he used to quite crop it.
The profit is free,
so let's make movies three:
that was the way he now saw it.
The Secret Garden"I know what you're thinking about," Nolofinwe's known, beloved voice whispered in Anaire's ear.The Secret Garden3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Really?" she answered playfully, her eyes laughing.
"Yes," he kissed her neck and hugged her from behind. "For I'm reminded of our first meeting as well "
They were standing in a hidden spot between the many trees that surrounded 'their secret garden', as they came to view it. It seemed every child found this spot and claimed it to be his or her own, and currently their son, Findekano, was playing there with his cousin and friend, Nelyafinwe son of Feanaro.
"It was not so long ago, you know," Anaire said, turning in his arms to demand a kiss on the lips.
"Mmm true " came the reply.
Anaire laughed again. "Come. Let us leave them alone."
"Do you want to play with me?"
The girl lifted her head, surprised. She was sprawled on the grass, an opened book before her and an apple, half eaten, in her right hand. Above her stand a boy about her age, his long, black hair tied with
The Houses of the Edain THE HOUSE OF BEORThe Houses of the Edain7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The 1st House of the Edain
The first of the Edain to enter Beleriand
First discovered by Finrod
Greatly loved by the Noldor
Dark haired and grey eyed
Famous for their love of learning
Estolad Year 311-355 1st Age of the Sun
Dorthonian Year 355-455 1st Age of the Sun
Dor-lomin Year 455-472 1st Age of the
Into WaterInto WaterInto Water4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The end we have always dreaded has come, and I am entwined together with Morgoth's beast- we are become as one writhing, thrashing creature of steel and flame and flesh. A horrible din fills my ears, which must be his roar of pain at the spike of my helm embedded deep in his breast, or perhaps it is my own scream as I cling closer to him and the fire that emanates from his body licks at my face and skin, burning me, threatening to engulf me entirely. In a final, desperate burst of strength, I wrap my legs as tightly as I can around his and wrench them out from under him.
Suddenly the world is sideways, and we are falling. Some instinct takes hold of me, and I draw and hold a single breath just before we crash into water.
For a split second, the shock of its coldness on my burns is more excruciating than the fire that made them. The force of our impact with the water dislodges my half-melted helm from my head, a
Royal Houses of GondolinName House of the KingRoyal Houses of Gondolin7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Function Bodyguard of the King's family
Traits Wear red, white and gold
Leader Turgon the Wise
Trait King of Gondolin
Bravest warrior in Gondolin
Name House of th
Lords of the SindarName: Elwe/Elu ThingolLords of the Sindar7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Meaning: Star male, King Greymantle
Position: Leader of the Teleri Kindred
High King of the Sindar
Ruler of Doriath/Menegroth
Fame The tallest Elf who ever lived
One of the few to have silver hair
Born: Year 1050 Age of Starlight
Elven CitiesFOUNDED DURING THE AGES OF STARLIGHTElven Cities7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Alqualonde Haven of Swans
Avallónë Haven near Valinor
Eglarest Elf Shore
Formenos Fortress of the North
THE 1st AGE OF THE SUN
Bared Eithel Tower Well
Barad Nimras White Horn Tower
Tolkien rapLet's enter the ringTolkien rap1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and let the rap begin.
Who's the lord of it,
who's books are biggest hit?
If it's a too big strain
for your uninspired brain,
then you just need to look
at the title of my book.
Afraid to enter the ring with me?
Well, you have good reason to be
for I am the one to rule them all,
fantasy writers bow to me.
Without me elves would be little fairies
and dwarves just Snow-White's beardy pals
so lo! and behold, your originality -
- I saw it hiding behing your balls
(with a magnifying glass)!
And speaking about fame,
I didn't need a name
in this Hollywood s***
to make my books a hit.
(Although it helped a bit.
Who's looking forward to the Hobbit?)
J. R. R. TolkienJust see who entersJ. R. R. Tolkien4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the realm of dreams
that none have seen
legends of old
Molding them into
Reaping the fruits
that in his mind grow
to rivers of words
that from his pen flow
Travel through the lands,
follow the dream
He gives you his hand...
Enter with him!
The House of Finarfin FINARFINThe House of Finarfin7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name Finwe Arafinwe Finwion
Meaning Finwe, Noble Finwe, Son of Finwe
Name in Sindarin Finarfin
Position 2nd High King of the Noldor
Talents Known for his beauty and wisdom
Female Numenorean NamesName MeaningFemale Numenorean Names7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Almiel Daughter of good fortune
Ancalime Most bright
Inzilbeth Speaking flower
Irilde Sparkling Brilliance
Life is But a DreamLife is But a DreamLife is But a Dream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By TT Snim
The trembling white shafts lanced the faded drapes and tumbled to the floor in dancing little pools. The light skirted over every thing, the walls, the floor, the dusty old furniture. Specks and motes floated up in to the shafts and glittered giving the whole room a gauzy, earthy, feel. The air smelled of mildew and grit and dirt and flowers. The windows were broken, little glass shards littering the floor under the sills and sparkling like diamonds.
They weren't supposed to be here like this, hiding away in some wretched abandoned house on the edge of a lifeless town, but they were. The night had been savage, ripe with danger, and laced with all of the rush and tumble of a heated battle. Now, in the silence of a clear and hot summer after noon, there was only a stark and unsettling stillness. They could not return home until night fall, they could not venture out in to the light, lest they be spotted. They we
Elven BladesAeglos/Aiglos Snow Point, IcicleElven Blades7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Anduril Flame of the West
Aranruth Kings Ire
Anglachel Iron of Flame
Angrist Iron Cleaver
Anguirel Iron of Heat
Glamdring Foe Hammer
Gurthang Iron of Death
Hadhafang Throng Cleaver
Narsil Light of Sun, Light of Moon
ElvesElves2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, you wonderful children of Ilúvatar
Your voices make the forests
Be more alive
Even the leaves are greener
When you are around.
And you shine with the pure light
Upon your beautiful faces
And even your light steps
Are full of grace.
Can there be anything
So fair in the whole Arda
As your lands
Or the work of your hands?
Ah, I wish I could
Sing, dance, shine
And take graceful steps
Just as you do
Oh, I wish I could
Speak with such beautiful words
Just as you do.
And my heart is charmed by you
And perhaps there is nothing else
I can do
Than admire you.