The Bells
Disclaimer: See chapter one.
AN: In case some of you did not know. The poem ' The Bells' has four parts too it. So each part is a separate chapter. Again Thranduil' POV.
Chapter 2: Golden Bells
*Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What world of happiness their harmony foretells!*
I ride happily to the shores of the west. There are the boats. The boats that will take me to my family, all of which have sailed to the Undlying Lands before me. Legolas traveled to them with the dwarf Gimli in the year 120 of the fourth age. It is now five years later and I wish nothing more than to return to my family. My business is finished here.
* Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten-golden notes, and an in tune, What liquid floats, to the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats on the moon*
The Sindar who wish to remain and not sail to the Undying Lands beseeched me before my journey to stay and continue to be their King. But I declined them, too long as my heart wished to see my wife, and long has it wished to see my child. As I ride, I hum a tune, drawing the attention of hobbit children that watch me approach the White Towers. The White Towers, the boats, my family- I am filled with joy. I shall see my family again!
*Oh, from out the sounding cells What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells! On that Future! How it tells Of that rapture that impels*
The white towers, that is where the boats are. I tell myself this over and over, yet I stand there in-between them and there are no boats. There is no one. The docks that once held elven boats now look destroyed by storms and rotten . The water was choppy and loud waves crashed onto shore as if to escape the storm clouds behind them.
*To the swinging and the ringing *
My mind now comprehends what is going on. I missed the boats.I will never see my family again. I am to remain here, forever.
*Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- To the rhyming and chiming of the bells!*
End of Chapter 2.
AN: *Ducks the flames that I know are to come* Yes I know. I am cruel to poor Thranduil. Chapter Three: Brazen (Bronze) Bells! I used Golden Bells for this because Thranduil was happy about going to be with his family.
Disclaimer: See chapter one.
AN: In case some of you did not know. The poem ' The Bells' has four parts too it. So each part is a separate chapter. Again Thranduil' POV.
Chapter 2: Golden Bells
*Hear the mellow wedding bells, Golden bells! What world of happiness their harmony foretells!*
I ride happily to the shores of the west. There are the boats. The boats that will take me to my family, all of which have sailed to the Undlying Lands before me. Legolas traveled to them with the dwarf Gimli in the year 120 of the fourth age. It is now five years later and I wish nothing more than to return to my family. My business is finished here.
* Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten-golden notes, and an in tune, What liquid floats, to the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats on the moon*
The Sindar who wish to remain and not sail to the Undying Lands beseeched me before my journey to stay and continue to be their King. But I declined them, too long as my heart wished to see my wife, and long has it wished to see my child. As I ride, I hum a tune, drawing the attention of hobbit children that watch me approach the White Towers. The White Towers, the boats, my family- I am filled with joy. I shall see my family again!
*Oh, from out the sounding cells What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells! On that Future! How it tells Of that rapture that impels*
The white towers, that is where the boats are. I tell myself this over and over, yet I stand there in-between them and there are no boats. There is no one. The docks that once held elven boats now look destroyed by storms and rotten . The water was choppy and loud waves crashed onto shore as if to escape the storm clouds behind them.
*To the swinging and the ringing *
My mind now comprehends what is going on. I missed the boats.I will never see my family again. I am to remain here, forever.
*Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells- To the rhyming and chiming of the bells!*
End of Chapter 2.
AN: *Ducks the flames that I know are to come* Yes I know. I am cruel to poor Thranduil. Chapter Three: Brazen (Bronze) Bells! I used Golden Bells for this because Thranduil was happy about going to be with his family.