Gil-galad

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Gil-galad Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing; the last whose realm was fair and free between the Mountains and the Sea. His sword was long, his lance was keen. His shining helm afar was seen; the countless stars of heaven’s field were mirrored in his silver shield. But long ago he […]

A Virgin for the Elves

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~A Virgin for the Elves~   Micheal Marrion loved his grandfather. He would sit watching his grandfather’s hair and beard resting on his shoulders and breast with the same awe as one would watch the water of a waterfall move. When he was small he was allowed to make nests in his grandfather’s hair, and […]

This Our Race

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This Our Race Now on the five wheels of this race Turning to this distant place; Four below touch, cast back the ground, Whose hands that touch the one are found? All the world lightly is the load, The course of every heart the road; Without a pause to stay the run, To the stop […]

So Glory Springs

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So Glory Springs This is the sound that brings to a halt My wandering mind, and sends a calm To put to sleep the wild, crying night. Haunting heat vanishes in a sigh. Yawning breaches close, and the floods dry. Strident alarms break to dim pieces. Feeling returns: my soul can face grief. Designs of […]