A/N: First LOTR work. But not the last, for much bigger stuff's coming (see my profile). Read and review please. The beginning's a bit random, but oh well
In the Land of Shadow
Fell voices came from my tongue,
Sins and death hung on my door,
Where sitting, I would see
What others refuse to see.
Lying low, dying young,
Falling down, past the shadows,
Happiness and joy, neither nor
Were sheltered here in this place of forgotten lore.
Filled with legends and tales
Of how great good used to fail,
For their stories never made it outside the
Hero's mouths,
But instead lay in the laughter of darkness,
And the echo of blood-soaked walls.
There their corpses came to rest,
Or rather begin again,
Haunting the dusk,
Until some greater, stronger in will,
Spirit came to conquer the night,
And purge the evil from the walls,
But never able to scrub the red tears off the stone.
In the Land of Shadow
A/N: Basically what would happen if Frodo and Sam failed. Once again, please review- sorinslayer4eva
