AN: Hey so this is my first work posted here, hope whoever reads enjoys it and if anyone ever wants to request a story I would love to fill it (it'll make me a better writer and someone happy).

Life can't last forever, but no life should end like this,

Youth was not meant to bleed at the feet of monsters.

We, those who had to live to bury our children,

Have nothing to give but sorrow.

The prince that led them,

The uncle that forced them to prove themselves

Now lies in stone beside them, beside my sons.

He reached his goal of King.

The brother that only knew vengeance and greed

Died with the knowledge that he had a home.

The company so driven by honor and a one-fourteenth share

Can no longer look over their gold and the blood that covers it.

Now the one to sit behind the gates of Erebor,

On the throne with the fire and gems under the mountain

So difficultly won

Is not of the line of Durin.

This tale ends with death

Though it started with a quest

And now our home has been reclaimed

Those slain lie in their graves, and I am left alone

Goodbye my sons,

Goodbye my brother,

Without you the battle would not have been won;

And without you I do not need to fight.

Goodbye Erebor.

Hello grandfather, father;

Hello brother;

I love you my sons.

Goodbye to the lands and mountains of Middle Earth,

Hello Aulë.