The Hunt

By- Larien

Summary- A poem inspired during which Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli come across the pile of dead orcs (TTT) and are fooled into believing Merry and Pippin are amongst them. It is a reflection of their grief and despair, and unknowing of where to go next now that their chase has ended in vain.

A/N- I don't know. This is a weird, short little poem that is fine, but nothing grand. I just was inspired while listening to some of the elvish songs and thinking on how short and sweet they were (Right to the point sort of thing, you know?) and I figured I'd give it a go. Therefore, reviews are greatly encouraged!

Disclaimer- Even if I said they were mine, would you honestly believe me? I think not.


There is no turning back now

You have run too far

The sun now refuses to shine

When you most expect it to

Hope is now vanquished in one quick glance

The earth will not support your chase

For lost is your hunt

And defeat is the only remain

In a battle field of old

Your wail will cascade the night

And shake the stars with fury

The ground will give only clues

The trees will support only mystery

Find a new road

For your quest is in vain

There is no victory here to be found

Only billowing clouds of ash

And memories clinched by the wind