Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo, ui melloni! I am ElfHuntressAutumnBurgundy,
or EHAB, from the writing team "Wandering Minds." "Prophecy" is a
collection of poetry that goes along with our fanfictions "The Place to Be"
and the soon-to-be-posted "Many Places," which are both sequels to "Wishes
of Golden Chain," Phe-chan's poem "Túla Merna Eel," and "Elven Dreams and
Misadventures." The routine disclaimer: neither Phe-chan nor I own Lord of
the Rings or any other great money making corporations that may be
mentioned in our fics such as Pepsi, Surge, Chic-fil-A, etc. We do,
however, enjoy writing things that make people smile, even if it is not for
a profit. We hope this will succeed, although I realize that this
particular collection of poetry is slightly dark. Also, I take a few
liberties with the standard English grammar system to fit my artistic
tastes, and you may notice that these works are not exactly in iambic
pentameter. I hope you'll like them anyway. Thank you and may God bless you
and keep you. - EHAB
Deepest, darkest Void - cold,
Outside the Flame of the Spirit,
Cast out beyond the deepening Night
In Silence magnified one thousand fold.
Daunting, massive Gate - sealed,
Locked against the spent, wasted might
Of the Shadow that dared to rebel
And earned exile to be never repealed.
Servant's serpent's Heart - vile,
Black as raggèd, jaggèd iron,
Bitter for love slain and lost for naught
But her own treachery and heathen wiles.
Yawning, gaping Maw - wide,
Opened by the servant's malice
The Door stands unbarred, unlocked, unsealed
Linking world and Void across the divide.
Formless, shapeless Wraith - freed,
Loosed to wreak death and deathlessness
In fire and sulfurous tar and pitch
To satiate his burning, lustful greed.
Fragile, breathless Hope - one,
And one alone - that is, the strength
Of the New Alliance of Vala, Elf,
And Mortal Man beneath the Holy One.
Cold deepest, darkest Void.
Sealed daunting, massive Gate.
Vile servant's serpent's Heart.
Wide yawning, gaping Maw.
Freed formless, shapeless Wraith.
One fragile, breathless Hope.
One.
Deepest, darkest Void - cold,
Outside the Flame of the Spirit,
Cast out beyond the deepening Night
In Silence magnified one thousand fold.
Daunting, massive Gate - sealed,
Locked against the spent, wasted might
Of the Shadow that dared to rebel
And earned exile to be never repealed.
Servant's serpent's Heart - vile,
Black as raggèd, jaggèd iron,
Bitter for love slain and lost for naught
But her own treachery and heathen wiles.
Yawning, gaping Maw - wide,
Opened by the servant's malice
The Door stands unbarred, unlocked, unsealed
Linking world and Void across the divide.
Formless, shapeless Wraith - freed,
Loosed to wreak death and deathlessness
In fire and sulfurous tar and pitch
To satiate his burning, lustful greed.
Fragile, breathless Hope - one,
And one alone - that is, the strength
Of the New Alliance of Vala, Elf,
And Mortal Man beneath the Holy One.
Cold deepest, darkest Void.
Sealed daunting, massive Gate.
Vile servant's serpent's Heart.
Wide yawning, gaping Maw.
Freed formless, shapeless Wraith.
One fragile, breathless Hope.
One.