Rohan,Rohan wild plains calls me.
Gondor, Gondor, white towers gleaming.
Lorien, oh fair, greens trees swinging.
There my heart calls, never more reutrning.
Rivendell of elven homes.
Shire of hobbit hills.
Grey Haven of silver ships.
Yet here I must dwleve, far from my heart’s desire.
The dead marhes through the eyes of a child who witnessed it. Though it may be your initial reponse, please keep in mind that it is not based off any real characture from Lord of the Rings. I made this one all up. Please comment.