Ariane looked down into the pool of icy water at her reflection, but gasped - for the face she saw there she did not know. The delicate face she saw was sad-looking and adorned with a crown of messy dark hair laced with snow. The light in the Elf's violet eyes was extinguished, and a hot tear streamed down its rosy cheeks. Its ears were roughly stitched together. A drop of blood fell off its quivering lips, disturbing the reflection, and making tiny crimson and silver ripples.
Some one from middle earth visits us
A translation of my own of the Ring Poem from the english version. I don't know if any of you speaks albanian, but I am sure that all of you know the english version of the poem.
Not sure if I posted this part before so here it is.
A poem brought about by reading the preface to the Silmarillion, especially by Tolkien's words, "mortality is not explained mythically: it is a mystery of God of which no more is known than that 'which God has purposed for Men is hidden': a grief and an envy to the immortal Elves." Enjoy!
Anarion stood rigid in the corner, with Amandil beside him, holding a small white object which Lienilde could not identify. "I’m -- I’m sorry," she stammered as she moved to shut the door and leave, "I did not mean to interrupt--"
a pair of elvish quattrains
Portions of TTT and ROTK told from the perspectives of Éomer and Éowyn, respectively. Since I'm a purist, it follows book-verse, not movie-verse. May eventually be quite long, and cover their lives after the War of the Ring.
Third amongst the Nine is Dendra Dwar, known as the Dog King, a malignant being who has brought ruin to many and survived the wrath of Ulmo himself. Discover his tale by clicking to read more.
Ladril's thoughts were unraveling. His mind was a pit that was growing deeper and deeper. He was clinging onto the edge of a cliff, and he was slowly losing his grip. What does a man do when the foundation of what he believes in tumbles to the ground?
Kali is yet again in a hot spot, but this time she isn't going to use her powers[not much anyway]. Once Nate decides the group head to Gondor, where Kali causes some problems.
As Arwen grew, it became even more apparent how precious she was. So full of energy, the light never leaving those eyes as lustrous as pools shimmering with a reflection of eternity and stars. She was as delicate as a spray of glass, strong and supple as the willows, beautiful as a winter morning. In that time, her cerulean eyes were full of joy and simplicity, like calm pools in an evergreen forest, but also with a kind of flicking light in them, and when she smiled, those peaceful eyes to reflected the world as it should be, ever so serene, ever so full of love.
What exactly did the men of the Ridermark see as they rode into battle on the Pelannor fields? What did they feel every time a new enemy approached? Yes, I was watching the Return of The King on TNT as I wrote this, and I wrote it in...ummm...5 min?
Legolas could hear the sound of hoof-beats pounding against the hard ground as the disappeared into the distance. He felt as if his heart had been ripped right out of his chest and his stomach felt terribly ill. Legolas walked straight to his room, not wanting to talk to anyone else for a while. He didn’t know if he would be able to face his father, Elladan or anyone else for several days. He had never felt so much pain in his entire life before and couldn’t believe how painful it truly was to go through what he had just experienced.