In The Night A Shadow Came A'Prancing

by Flyerec

A poem that takes place during or after the fourth age, its about a shadow that came A'prancing. Let me know what you think.

In The Night A Shadow Came A' Prancing

In the night a Shadow came A' prancing. 

He moves throughout the streets like a whisper.

Filling everyone with terror, the night becomes silent…everything is still.

A Ghost of the Past he is, using his weapon of horror, infecting everyone he touches with his Black Breath.

 In the homes of all those present in the ancient City, the Children, they tremble.

Their Mothers, they tuck them away.

"What is it Mother? What's out there?"  They ask.

"Shh my love, a Ghost of a Shadow's Shadow"

Then the people cower deeper as he prances nearer.

But out of the West comes a gust of wind.

And the Children gasp but their Mother's smile.

The Shadow recoils, for about the wind is an Elvish air.

Then the Mothers embrace their Sons and Daughters for with the morning comes a breath of fresh air.

And the Shadow falls in the same place where a maiden so fair slew him in ages past.

And back he goes to the abyss prepared for him, with his master and his master's master.

And the Children awake, and wonder if it was all a dream…

 Then they realize they have nothing to fear from this Shadow.

For only a Ghost he is.

And if he returns, the Queen of old will banish him away with her Elvish air.

By Flyerec.