This is a short poem I wrote today after watching Infinty wars, the best Marvel Movie so far, with so much that hit you emotionally and made you cry and laugh and bite your nails, sort of. Warning for spoilers for the Movie, so if you have not seen it yet or don't want spoilers Before you see it, better not to read it. I don't own any of the characters.

What if the Durins were not the only ones to dies in or shortly after the battle of five armies ? This is my take on what could have happened and how the survivors feel in the time following the battle. I don't own any of the characters, they belong to Tolkien.