This is My First Fic. It's actually a poem, and it's based on The Fall of
Gil-Galad. It is actually a companion piece to a LOTR/Weekenders fic I'm going to do.
So I introduce you to:
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The Fall of Legolas
Legolas was an Elvish Prince,
The kind of which we've not seen since.
He lived in the land of the fair and free,
Between the mountains and the sea.
His bow was long his daggers keen,
His shining hair afar was seen.
The countless stars of Midnights' skies
Were mirrored in his jewelled eyes.
But years ago he passed away,
And where he dwelleth none will say.
For ere he left for Deaths' cold tomb,
He left his son in Gondors' womb.
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I amar prestar aen
Han mathon ne nen
Han mathon ne chae
A han nostron ned wilith
-Galadriel, Lady of Light
Gil-Galad. It is actually a companion piece to a LOTR/Weekenders fic I'm going to do.
So I introduce you to:
*
The Fall of Legolas
Legolas was an Elvish Prince,
The kind of which we've not seen since.
He lived in the land of the fair and free,
Between the mountains and the sea.
His bow was long his daggers keen,
His shining hair afar was seen.
The countless stars of Midnights' skies
Were mirrored in his jewelled eyes.
But years ago he passed away,
And where he dwelleth none will say.
For ere he left for Deaths' cold tomb,
He left his son in Gondors' womb.
*
I amar prestar aen
Han mathon ne nen
Han mathon ne chae
A han nostron ned wilith
-Galadriel, Lady of Light
