The Silmarils
Like
stars they shone when Feanor made them.
They
glowed as bright as the North Star,
Even
brighter than the diamonds.
They
changed and ruled during the First Age.
Thousands
of people died just to bring them from Morgoth's dark iron crown.
Feanor
didn't have any idea how his jewels would affect the future.
The
Silmarils impressed the Gods themselves.
They
huddled around a circle and blessed the three spectacular jewels,
With a
history that's unique.
Where
they are now is hard to say,
Except
two of them were destroyed and one lies in the cold cruel ocean.
Battles
were fought for the jewels;
Lives
were lost;
Why did
they fight for the stars?
They
loved the stars.
When one
loves someone or something they fight for it, to prove their point.
The ever-skillful
Feanor's foresight proved true
When the
trees were destroyed by the evil spider queen Ungoliant and Morgoth himself.
Morgoth
stole the radiance pf the crystals and so began the long history that's as dark
as the evil itself,
But
interesting enough to read.