Well, I am really excited to be writing my first fanfic (or similar item, in this case)! This is a free-verse (very free-verse) poem about an individual who is attacked by the Nazgul. You will never learn their name, nor will you learn anything else about them. The idea behind this poem is that you have to figure out all the little details.
Please review! I accept criticism as much as I would accept a compliment.
Disclaimer: All figments of Tolkien's imagination belong to Tolkien. All figments of my imagination belong to me.
The Descent
I run
They are upon me
Not far behind
Soon they will catch me
For my breath has already fled
In fear of the approaching darkness
My heart slams its battered form
Against my rib cage
Begging to escape
No part of me
Desires to be a part of this
This horrible here and now
That I run from
I cannot go on
My screaming muscles
Are drowned out by
The shrieks of immortal beasts
Once men
Now no more
Neither alive nor dead
Their horses rear
One alights itself on hillside
Alongside my trembling form
I cry out
In incomprehensible words and tongues
Do not hurt me
Please do not hurt me
Do not cause me harm
The power of the nine men
Alive or dead I do now know
My cries and screams do not pierce
Their ears
If their ears exist
I draw out my knife
My only weapon
It guards my face but not my heart
The dark figure
Draws a knife of its own
One with a deadly sheen
A fabled Morgul-blade
My heart cries out
Fighting against the
Prison of my bones
My lungs heave
No
No
No
I force myself
To my feet
With a war cry
A last burst of strength
A last hope of survival
And victory
I plunge my blade
Into the dark tattered cloak of my enemy
But some unearthly power
A power beyond me
Or my understanding
Keeps my blade from
Meeting flesh or sinews
The dark beings own knife dives forward
A clawed hand wrapped
About its hilt
My hands fly up
In uncontrolled surrender
I am forced
By the dark power
To give in
To give up
To no longer hold on
The Morgul-blade
Once only by legend portrayed
Sinks in between bones
And flesh
And skin
What did I do to deserve
This horrid pain
And punishment?
My screaming heart is silenced
And I fall into the black.
