What Have I Done?
this story is just something I randomly thought up when I was reading a Celebrimbor fic on OEAM...hope you enjoy...also keep in mind I haveNOT read the entire Silmarillion, long story...not the book, the reason why I haven't gotten through it lol...anyways ENJOY...
I know who I am
what I have become
I know from where I was born
I may still be alone
I am the son of Curufin
Does he know what I have done?
I cannot pray for any forgiveness
even if I am his only son
I walked on my own
with a stranger, barely known
he lived in Mordor, land afar
he called himself Annatar
I watched the rings forged by fire
my own design brought to life
then Annatar decided my fate
by this time it was too late
As my body, burned by him,
fled it's way into death
I could see him laughing
but did not know why then
I know my sin was helping him
laid to rest by him
of my father I am his only son
by the Valar what have I done?
THE END
just so you know, this did NOT originally start off as a poem..it was a 2 chapter story...