Article Five
A/N: This is a little bit of a sad poem. It came to me while listening to "Evenstar" on TTT soundtrack. I've often wondered about the orcs, the Uruk-hai in particular. Once I tried to draw a picture, half elf, half orc. I cannot draw for anything, so I decided to rather put it into a poem. Also, if you enjoyed my preview, the actual story will be posted on April 15. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! Normally I would respond to each individual review, but time is not on my side today. Another day you shall each get your due!! Enjoy!
The Fallen Elves
Where once was beauty, evil clouds
Where once was truth, darkness shrouds
From Western Lands beyond the sea
To pain, torment, and agony
They were elves once
They sang of light
They sang of hope
Of lovely night
They swam in rivers
Bathed in streams
They walked the path of waking dreams
They shared in stories
Told their tales
Now etched in stone
By rock and nail
They had their kin
They had their lovers
They had their wives, their sons, their brothers
They had the daylight
Pure and clear
Now all's leaked out
In blood-stained tears
Where once was beauty, evil clouds
Where once was truth, darkness now shrouds
From Western Lands beyond the sea
To pain, torment, and agony
And now they're dark, twisted with hate
Filled with a pain that won't abate
No more the sun will warm their faces
They must remain in cold, dark places
They once were Elves, the Uruk-hai
They once were free, to laugh, to cry
Now they are trapped, and hate their kin
For elves are what they once had been
From Beauty they've become the Beast
Hoping inside for death's release