The Bells
Disclaimer: I do not own the poem ' The Bells' that is property of Edgar Allan Poe. Also I do not own the Lord of the Rings or any characters associated with it outside of my OC characters which are not in this story.
AN: This is a four chapter story that is a prelude to my story ' Machines.' If I make any errors or disrupt the Middle Earthen timeline too much I am sorry. All four chapters are told from Thranduil's point of view. Also I'd like to thank Anikan for letting me barrow the Tolkien Guide he checked out from the library.
Chapter one: Silver Bells.
* Hear the Sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells!*
I received the message only moments ago. Sauron was defeated. All throughout Eryn Lasgalen elvish singing could be heard. Their musical voices lifted to the sky praising the Halflings with their silver bell voices.
*How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night!*
In six months time the new King of Gondor will be crowned, and my son will come home. Too long has my son Legolas Thrandulion been away. I worried for him every day of his journey as I saw the darkness spread.
* While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seems to twinkle With a crystalline delight*
The darkness spread and roused the orcs of Dol Guldur. It was a long battle but we managed to stay them off. I will send work to my kinsmen, Celeborn of Lothlorien in assistance with annihilating the threat of Dol Guldur once and for all. Though this will pain me to some degree. I have never liked to ask for help, but now that this new age of peace and light is upon us, I would like to destroy the threat to my Kingdom once and for all.
*Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic Rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells*
What is it mortals say," Time heals all wounds." It will take some time for the world to heal from Sauron's wrath. I know that Rohan and Gondor will take the longest to heal, I fear Elessar has his work cut out for him. But if he could survive capturing Gollum and bringing him all the way to the Woodland Realms then ruling a kingdom should be no problem. A smile touches my face as I remembered the former Ranger, bring the creature before me. The Ranger seemed to have more cuts and bruises than his captive. But all is well now. The world is now entering the Fourth age, the time of the elves will soon be completely over but at least we sail to Valinor and leave a peaceful world behind us. I close my eyes and listen to the voices, so much like silver bells.
* From the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells- From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.*
End of chapter one
An: So what do you think? Chapter 2: Golden Bells
Disclaimer: I do not own the poem ' The Bells' that is property of Edgar Allan Poe. Also I do not own the Lord of the Rings or any characters associated with it outside of my OC characters which are not in this story.
AN: This is a four chapter story that is a prelude to my story ' Machines.' If I make any errors or disrupt the Middle Earthen timeline too much I am sorry. All four chapters are told from Thranduil's point of view. Also I'd like to thank Anikan for letting me barrow the Tolkien Guide he checked out from the library.
Chapter one: Silver Bells.
* Hear the Sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells!*
I received the message only moments ago. Sauron was defeated. All throughout Eryn Lasgalen elvish singing could be heard. Their musical voices lifted to the sky praising the Halflings with their silver bell voices.
*How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night!*
In six months time the new King of Gondor will be crowned, and my son will come home. Too long has my son Legolas Thrandulion been away. I worried for him every day of his journey as I saw the darkness spread.
* While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seems to twinkle With a crystalline delight*
The darkness spread and roused the orcs of Dol Guldur. It was a long battle but we managed to stay them off. I will send work to my kinsmen, Celeborn of Lothlorien in assistance with annihilating the threat of Dol Guldur once and for all. Though this will pain me to some degree. I have never liked to ask for help, but now that this new age of peace and light is upon us, I would like to destroy the threat to my Kingdom once and for all.
*Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic Rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells*
What is it mortals say," Time heals all wounds." It will take some time for the world to heal from Sauron's wrath. I know that Rohan and Gondor will take the longest to heal, I fear Elessar has his work cut out for him. But if he could survive capturing Gollum and bringing him all the way to the Woodland Realms then ruling a kingdom should be no problem. A smile touches my face as I remembered the former Ranger, bring the creature before me. The Ranger seemed to have more cuts and bruises than his captive. But all is well now. The world is now entering the Fourth age, the time of the elves will soon be completely over but at least we sail to Valinor and leave a peaceful world behind us. I close my eyes and listen to the voices, so much like silver bells.
* From the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells- From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.*
End of chapter one
An: So what do you think? Chapter 2: Golden Bells