Common Sindarin PhrasesCommon Sindarin Phrases3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Common Phrases in Sindarin
Sindarin is technically not a functional language, there are so many words missing. Simple words are just simply non-existant. But there is some help for the language, it's a beautiful, poetic, and its in Lord of the Rings for goodness sake.
If there are any phrases that you would like to see me translate, feel free to contact me and I will add them to the list.
So you may want to review this page many times after seeing it for the first time.
"thou" : formal
"you" : informal
-----a dash before the characters make it a suffix that is used for verbs and possessive
Formal: lín ; informal: -ch
Formal: -l (obscure) pl: -dh ; informal: -g ; pl: -ch
(the reason the l is obscure is because it can often be confused with a verb tense that is why it is best to avoid it)
__1: Aiya "Hail" [this one stems from Que
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
Seven days and Seven truthsSeven days and Seven truths3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One kiss for you,
As the the sun sets,
And the water starts to cool.
Two eyes lay on your flesh,
Scanning the beauty with a grin,
And staring into eyes that the goddess gifted to you.
Three hours no one will come,
By this cove and we are all alone,
In that time my every motion will paint my love.
Four more life times,
I wish to spend with you,
Till the final rebirth in summer land.
Five rings of emerald,
Grace your sweet fingers,
As stones of mother earth that I found for you.
Six ruby red marks,
Show to you my devotion,
As I let you lay absolute claim.
Seven days they say,
Was needed to make the world,
And seven million more I will hunger for you.
The VanyarFair and golden of lock,The Vanyar7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are the first of the Eldar Kindred;
Of those who set forth to the West,
Their Journey nothing hindered.
Fewest are they of the Firstborn,
But wisest are they in mind.
And as for courage of the heart;
More valiant none can find.
Music and poetry is their joy,
At the foot of the Holy Mountain they dwell.
Favored are they by the King and Queen of the Powers,
Love for them, in their hearts, does swell.
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
The House of FeanorFEANORThe House of Feanor7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name in Quenya Feanaro Curufinwe Finwion
Meaning Spirit of Fire, Skillful Finwe, Son of Finwe
Name in Sindarin Feanor
Position Prince of the Noldor
Lord of Formenos
2nd High King of the Noldor
Famed for Greatest craftsman, speaker
Paper wings fly freePaper wings fly free3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A young man,
Sat alone in a box,
Made of his own doubts and fears.
Each day he threw,
A paper plane outside,
Watching as the wind took it home.
The planes were,
Really letters he wrote,
To any voice that would listen.
One day a reply was sent,
In the same way his letters took flight,
And the message was by a young lass name Rem.
More letters took flight,
As back and forth the two spoke,
With wings formed from oak's bark.
Soon another girl,
Also added her letters,
To the flights sea of flow.
Her name was Ren,
And her friend Mary joined,
Each day the three sent the young man news.
How the city was,
How the sky was such a bright blue,
And how the water that rested by the city port looked so new.
One day as he threw the letter,
His step was one to far and with a slip,
The young man collided with the edge of his seal.
The wall did not kill,
The wall did not hurt,
The wall did not maim.
Instead the man's hands,
Met the greener grass's warmth,
And standing before him were three girls he did n
Female VanyarName: Indis the FairFemale Vanyar7 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 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.
ATSD Alternate Ending: BoyborgIt had been a few weeks now since Doofenshmirtz had been able to successfully conquer both dimensions, Ruling over both Tri-State Areas simultaneously. Whatever happened to his double, no one knew; all that was known was that while Phineas and his brother were busy helping rescuing their sister from her prison, something had gone wrong in the other dimension.ATSD Alternate Ending: Boyborg4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Candace was about to leap through the portal when Perry, the other dimension Perry, covered in bruises, pushed her back into her dimension, making sign to leave, that the mission should be aborted. It all happened so quickly, and all Phineas remembered after that was a note being tossed at him by the platypus before he was violently tugged back through the portal. No one noticed the note besides Phineas, and so he kept it to himself, secretly unfolding it while his sister made a call to all the members of the resistance to back down and lay low for a time.
Get him back home
It worried the ten-year-old for a
PnF: Twisted Games A game. That’s all it was. A sick, twisted game...PnF: Twisted Games9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Torturing his brother, making sure every time Ferb found him he would take him right back away. The brit hated it. This would be the last horrid game he would play with that evil game maker and his twisted mind. The last little trick, illusion, or whatever it was going to be this time. He would not have it anymore.
This was it. He was going to bust himself and Phineas out of this horrible place once and for all. No more torture, no more psychotic laughing at him and his brother and no more losing Phineas in a sick game of... of...
Gosh, he did not even have a word to describe the twisted little games the man made. But the green-haired boy was going to make sure this was the very last they were going to go through.
As he was pushed up a dark, circular tube he wondered what he was going to have to do this ti
Tolkien's ElvesTolkien's ElvesTolkien's Elves8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When dealing with such complex works as The Lord of the Rings and its affiliated books, written by J.R.R. Tolkien and in some cases edited by his son Christopher, one becomes saturated by the vast variety of characters and races represented. However, one must keep in mind that all the races can be broken down further than a general classification. An excellent example of this is Elves, the Eldar, Firstborn Children of Iluvatar.
Although all Elves are indeed the Firstborn Children, they can first be divided into two classes: the Calaquendi, the Elves of Light, the High-elves, those Elves who heeded the westward summons and dwelt in Valinor, land of the Gods, during the time of the Two Trees; and the Moriquendi, Elves of the Darkness, who remained in Middle Earth and never saw the Light that was before the Moon and Sun, for they were the lovers of stars and the twilight.
The Calaquendi contained three groups of Elves: the Vanyar, the Noldor, and the
In your sweet armsIn your sweet arms3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Looking out the window,
To the sea of mysteries so untold,
There we find the king's lost treasure.
Tell me stories,
While we look out the window,
To see things that may not even exist.
Yet in your strong arms,
The world of fantasy can become,
Something more than faded memories.
The window breaks,
And the portal to dreams manifest,
So tell me a story and watch it unfold before our eyes.
With logic thrown away,
The world is but a dream,
And mystery awaits at every turn.
In your strong arms,
I'm just dreaming away,
While you tell me a story of wonder.
Female Noldor MIRIELFemale Noldor7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name: Miriel Serinde
Meaning: Maiden of the Jeweled Garland, Embroiderer
Position 1st Queen of the Noldor
Handmaiden of Vaire
Talents Famed for her skill at embroidery
Born Year 1050 Age of Starlight
maskShe laughs because she can't cry.mask9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Knowing what harm it does.
So she wears a mask,
That could best the jester's
With a smile carefully put in place,
She walks about her day
Under that mask a small girl cries.
Lost and lonely and ready to die
Huddled in a corner in the only light.
She watches the shadows,
as they creep closer.
She holds her hope,
In a silver locket that once was gold.
Clings to it in vain faith,
That one day she will be able to run from the shadows.
Knowing that it will never come true .
She watches over me and you.
Looking through the eyes of that smiling girl you see.
She laughs but with tears in her eyes.
So she closes her eyes when ever she laughs,
So no one can see,
what lays hidden underneath .
look closely next time you watch her laugh.
And look for the tears.
It's like looking through crystal glass.
So painfully obviously,
That you chose to look away,
And look only upon the smiling girl you love.
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.
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.
Man of rulesMan of rules3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A good man,
Has so few rules,
The best go without a one.
But what of those,
Who are so tied down,
By the binds that sanity construct?
A good man,
Has so many rules,
When the temper underneath is a monster.
Stars scream loudly,
When a Good man goes to war,
And the universe cries at all the blood as it dries.
A bad man has no rules,
But so true is for the powerless,
The happy gent sitting on the corner street.
So I must ask,
What monster sleeps at night,
When the Good man goes to war?
When he of so many rules,
For just one day chooses to stop running?
Command of MasteryCommand of Mastery3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Will you conduct Mastery,
Weaving threads of reality,
Like a spell with quick success?
Wrap a soul,
In words of love and caress.
And meaning fill
A glass of sinlessness
And without any reason,
A complete control of another.
So tightly bound
That the sound of a name,
Can cause a deepened echo.
Will any stand truly tall,
And claim mastery over all,
In a form even a fool can comprehend?
We hunger no master,
For to be a slave is to live,
Without a sense of self or power.
But we decree,
A unending need,
To belong to another.
And in the end,
Though the name may change,
The need will never truly die away.
Thus once more
It is begged and screamed
For another to rob control and logic.
Because you see,
That so deeply coded into us,
Is the form of highest pleasure.
And in final note,
The songstress sings,
For mastery of all to be holy
Can one contain,
The truth in the soul,
And bind so deeply a heart in need.
With final creed,
Will you lack deceit,
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
An Expert Guide On How To Be Majestic- Or how to become the dwarf youīve always wanted to be the 50 final steps.An Expert Guide On How To Be Majestic2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. One does not simply toss a dwarf. It has to be done majestically!
2. And if you have been tossed or tossed one, never tell anyone about it. Itīs a majestic secret.
3. If you kill an Orc or Ouarg make sure to take care of it quickly. These things tend to pile up.
4. Never let more than four dwarves climb on a pine tree. Itīll break.
5. Forget Red Bull. Dwarf Ale gives you wings!
6. If your host passes out just party on. He wonīt mind.
7. If your host doesnīt want you to use a piece of his furniture be so kind to humour him. You can always sit on it later.
8. Or sit on your host, if he refuses to lend you a chair.
9. Donīt steal your hostīs table silver.
10. Some life lessons for you to remember: A doily is not a towel, and crochet is not a game, even if you have the balls for it.
11. If you donīt find your way and are searching a specific house, consider looking at the door. There may be a sign
Loki and OdinOdin and Loki.Loki and Odin1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Odin, the mighty all father made all the nine worlds from the body of Ymir but still he sought more power. That is why he gave his eye to Urdarbrunnr, the well of fate, and that is why he hung from the tree. He believed the knowledge would bring him power. But when he learned of Ragnarok he knew he had no power to stop the fate of the gods.
Weary of the weight of the knowledge he gave so much to attain, Odin spent some time wandering the nine worlds. It was on such a journey that he found himself surrounded, deep in Jotunheim. The Jotun had heard of his vision of Ragnarok and were not happy to see one of the gods they knew would be their downfall. At least a hundred Jotun had ambushed the great god, many of them or an unusual size and power.
Odin was backed against a wall, surrounded on three sides by jagged cliffs. He raised his spear and eyed the Jotun army, wondering how many he would be able to take down with him. He wondered if he would die there, in that cold harsh
An Advanced Guide On How To Be Majestic- Or how to become the dwarf youīve always wanted to be - in 50 additional steps. -An Advanced Guide On How To Be Majestic2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Know yourself. This will make you appear even more majestic than you already are.
2. Do not, under any circumstances, take the Hobbits to Isengard.
3. Only trust elven blades if thereīs no Elf on the blunt end.
4. Be polite to the Lady of Lorien.
5. In fact, to every woman.
6. It might be your mother youīre talking to.
7. If the Hobbit of your choice wonīt accept the foot hair curlers you brought him, try giving him a pony.
8. Or food. Hobbits love food.
9. Punch your fellow family members in the ribcage if they talk nonsense. It might save their life.
10. When eagles are around make sure to hug a Hobbit.
11. When entering someone elseīs house, do not forget to scratch the dirt off your boots on some antique pieces of furniture.
12. Donīt learn to swim. If you must cross a river, use barrels.
13. When realising a legend is true tell everyone (and risk your life doing it).
14. Wear your hair and beard