I adapted one of my poems for one of my made-up characters for Myn Donos.

This poem is supposedly by Wedge Antilles (big shock, I know) and is directed to Gara Petothel (I know, I can't spell her name). Warning: I haven't read the book where this takes place *bites nails* so I have no clue if it's correct. And I don't own Wedge or Face. Or Myn.

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The Lament of Wedge Antilles

With eyes of gold-flecked blue
He looks at you. His pain
Hidden 'neath layers of ice
Just like his spirit's flame.
His pain is all the fault of yourn
You have caused his heart to mourn
Your treason has caused his sorrow
He careth not for tomorrow.
When Face told me I knew
He'd never be the same.
His tears fall. He is fey.
You have caused all his pain.
This abhorrence is fault of yourn
You have caused our hearts to mourn
For Donos, the brave paladin.
Without you, this would not have been.

Was this your point, to cause
Myn Donos' heart to mourn?
He trusted you, you know.
Is this his great reward?
His tears, they are the fault of yourn
Wraith Squadron has cause to mourn
We cannot forgive you this sin
Never show your face here again.
With eyes of gold-flecked blue
He looks at you. His pain
Buried 'neath layers of ice
Just like his spirit's flame.
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I hate adaptations, but I just had to put this one up. Now, the Q/S version!

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Denie Wedge Antilleseva

Hennathryaello laurea helwa

Tiraryele. Harwalya

Dolen nu helka

Ve na thulerya runya.

Hi harwarya tyaralye.

Tyarielye indorya naina

Lokeimelya tyarayes dimrya

U-aistarye gurthrya.

Ve Face nare iste

U-nuvarye ve si

Nirerya lanta. U-aistarye gurth.

Tyarielye ilye harwarya.

Hi diloth tyaralye.

Tyarelye indomet nainar

An Donos, astaldo macar

Ar elye, u-neyes ve na.

Neyes hi tillya, tyar

Indo Myn Donoseva nain?

Hanyemet elye na anwa, istalye

Hi nayes danwedhmet?

Nierya, hin tyaralye

Wraith Squadron na tyare naina

Lokeimelya tyarayes dimrya

U-aistarye gurthrya.

Hennathryaello laurea helwa

Tiraryele. Harwalya

Dolen nu helka

Ve na thulerya runya.

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Namarie,

Mac (aka Aut-of-Mandos)