Something a with a little less rhyme for Amarie :P
Waiting for forever, darkness in suspense.
You'll never leave here, trapped in the endless void.
Step in line, remember the past,
Your future ended moments ago.
Maybe, in eternity, he will send you back to me.
I wouldn't bet my last gold coin
that he e'en heard my prayers.
Even if he did, I'm sure, he'd not do it peacefully.
Oaths'd be broken, challenges met, thunder of the gods.
Not unexpected, hoped or dreamed,
but longing sits in the core of the soul.
Only one of great import has ever left the halls,
I cannot steal a silmaril, tis not in my destiny.
No famous deeds, nor ancient blood have I,
But with you I shall be, I swear, in life, or else, I'll die.
To Valmar we could run away, or Valinor perhaps,
Across the Lost Road, o'er seas,
To gods and elves, and legends too,
We could flee this realm.
And yet, none of this possible,
You still rest inside the halls,
Only a blessing from Mandos
will aid this quest of mine.
To Radagast, Istari I will hie upon tomorrow,
Advice of his, I would seek, his aid I would beg.
On getting favor of the gods,
Anything I'll do, even die, to be with you.
'Great Radagast' I plead to him, 'Help me, will you not?'
'I need your aid, with Mandos must I speak,
my love is lost, and ever sleeps.'
Radagast gives a grimace, as though he knows my needs.
`You, my friend, born of elf, you must seek him out.
You can go across the seas, seek the gods,
You can spin your tale for those who count.'
He says, and with a nod, I rush off to the west.
A week goes bye, I rush to sea, Grey Havens do await.
Dashing through the town to docks, I meet
the Captain, tell him my tale.
He too looks sad, yet warns me this:
'This journey does but go one way, I hope you know this now.
I cannot bring you back to port, once your deed is done.
If your deed doth so require attention of the gods,
Come with me, we'll leave soon, with haste that I can muster.'
I nod to him, we go aboard, I have with me nothing.
The days fade past, as suns rise and set, the clouds blow far away.
I sit on deck, facing out, listening to the gulls.
'Soon, my love, I'll bring you to me...'
Days turn to weeks, the weeks to months, across the sea we go.
I do wait, so patiently, for sign of land to see.
Finally, I hear the cry 'Land Ho!' which stirs me from my sleep,
I'm halfway home, my dearest one, hang on, I'll be there soon!
No reception, no hello, I walk through gardens old.
I ask through town, 'Where are the gods?'
Atop the hill, they point. I climb until I reach the top,
I find an ancient shrine.
Up steps I climbed, I did not stop
til clouds below me, heavens reached.
The mighty passage set before me,
Stone were statues of the gods.
Walking down the hallway endless,
tapestries of great I passed.
Of Melkor, Manwe, Ulmo, Aule,
Crest in gold, and silver raignment.
Windows glazed, floors of marble,
Elegance itself I saw. No greater palace in existance,
Numenor may it have matched,
Endless beauty captured essence, leave I could not; would not go.
To the end of hallway, I reached,
Dark throne whose likeness can't be said.
Lord positioned, high and mighty, 'Lo,' I thought,
'Here is one one to help make you near!'
I kneeled 'fore him, begged for life,
My own as well as yours.
A mighty laugh I heard, deaf'ning roar.
He bade me stand and look on him.
Eyes of power, face of strength,
no mortal man was this!
Nor elf, dwarf, halfling, orc nor troll
was this, nay but a Vala, mighty Manwe!
I told of my pitiable endeavor,
frown he did on odd occassion, nod he did more times than not.
Fin'lly, he rose from seat, drew me through a door,
No jewels or tapestries were here.
Finally he stopped and said 'Your quest is of great import.
Not many would risk their life and soul,
for those departed to Mandos' halls.
The aid of Valar shall you have, a simple task awaits your deed.'
'You must return and save your forest,
Dark One's minions head there hence.
I am not to interfere there,
But ye may go there, in my place.
No magic armour, arrows, swords, can I give you in your aid,
But on your way home stop by Rivendell,
Elrond can help you where I can't.
When deeds accomplished return and collect your reward.'
With that, he gave me scroll of parchment,
to the Captain of the barge.
He must lead me back to Endor,
that which is my destiny.
The return trip: fairly quick,
no Lost Road to follow needed.
Within some weeks, back in the Havens,
Fastest horse, I did request, flew away like a bat out of hell.
Four days journey, got to Bree,
I stopped for rations and a new horse.
Upon the break of day I'd left, new horse
Racing down the road, Rivendell in sights.
Jumped up the steps, knocked on the door,
Servant led me through the house.
Elrond, Elven Lord I met,
Bowed to he whose help I'd get.
Into room of dining went I, following the Lord of Elves,
sat at table of feasting, sipped wine, shared pies.
Out it came, my tale of woe,
Dark became his disposition. Help me, I felt he would.
A case below, he brought above, no ordinary box was this,
Five oaken sides, glass window top,
Inside was shown a glint, metallic,
Elven steel no doubt was this, a rush of courage as it entered my grasp.
'Take heed,' he said, 'Be not too brave,
Self-confidence is a mighty tool.
And yet, so is over-eagerness
To be so brash, would make you a fool.'
Polite nod I gave, no fool was I!
A lord he might be, scholar not!
Of course, these days I look back then,
And realize my erring ways were a mistake.
From wall he tok a shield strong,
No words he said, but gave it freely,
It radiated with an aura of peace,
Battle-strong, I'm sure it was.
No more he spake to me or else, to council did he go.
No doubt my tale sent him fears,
he kept no company til I left,
Pack in hand of rations and wine.
To the north through forest went,
I traveled through the endless trees.
Through past enchantments, furry critters,
Til a gate I reached at least, guarding mountain's stone.
'Halt,' they spoke, 'What business have ye?'
I told them my tale, somberly.
'Go on, my friend, luck join ye yet,
You'll need it til your task is done.'
Through pass I led my horse with stealth,
No sound we made at all.
It rained that night, with Ulmo's fury,
Steps were steady, shadows great.
Past a tree did we creep, from bushes something stirred,
Faster did we run, sans sound, louder were the shrubs.
Lightning crashed on either side, struck a tree o'er to my left,
The shadows rised, a shape took form.
A mighty fist came down on me, made contact with my side,
Flew 'cross the air til mountain meet, and greet with full affair.
I gasped for breath, ran to my horse, sword ringing through the rain,
I swung it strong til bone it met, an arm it hewed, full force.
The creature, I took of late a troll, dashed away with pain,
Not inches from my horse was warm, the smell became a bane.
Sheathed the sword, kicked 'way the arm, with brevity galore,
Marched strongly through the pass, the rain's endless downpour.
Silent were the bushes now, shadows were my own.
No trouble would meet me, try to defeat me,
Walked boldly through lightning strikes not feeling quite alone,
Until the rain subsided, dawn broke, the pass in sight, I stopped to rest.
I slept til noon b'neath an oak, its shade leaves kept me cool.
I dreamt of Mandos' halls and you
Within them waiting for me -- don't leave there yet and wait for me,
I come to rescue you to me, my deeds approach me yet.
Walked for days following Anduin,
Forests yonder did I spy,
Quickly to my home, my forest,
'fore the forces dark take rule.
My horse took ill, my own pack carried
miles on end til forest reached,
Lothlorien these trees were called,
not my home, so on I go.
Days have past, the suns have set,
by mountains, forests plains I've walked,
LIttle wild life I passed,
No signs of war camps, no signs of evil.
Finally I reached my home, I hadn't thought that I'd return,
Familiar leaves, familiar smell,
Upon me trees cast their ancient spell,
A gasp of fresh air welcomed me back home.
Crunching leaves, under my boots,
a "welcome home" cried out.
But task have I to still achieve,
So walked on to village did I.
Through trees and glades I walked for long,
no signs of life did find.
Suddenly, knocked me aback,
a smell so dark, so cruel, invaded my sense: evil t'was!
I crept through forest, following smell,
of rotted meat and smoke.
Until I heard those voices, foul,
I stopped and hid in tree's shadow.
Closer came the hideous sound, the smell did overwhelm,
Rose shield, touched sword and brought from sheath,
Anger surged, confidence great,
t'was all I could do to keep sedate.
Closer they came, their shadows spied,
I crept into the closest tree.
My agile self climbed noiselessly.
Closer they came, hoards of orcs, trolls, and other slaves of Black.
Their leader came close, drew 'neath the tree,
the power of sword did grow.
Couldn't control it any longer,
I flew from the tree with sword extended.
It flew into the leader, its back became red,
I quickly withdrew it, to fend from the others.
They came at me fast, awkward actions,
I slashed outward at them, drew great amounts of blood.
The orcs, they were falling, the others did run,
Back to Morannon to wait for new orders.
I struggled for control, the sword nearly won,
But in the back of my head, I heard voices: my friends.
I turned with a great swing, t'wards voices, them,
though I should say the sword had a great part,
My will wasn't tired, I screeched to a halt,
let go of sword mid-swing, momentum, let fly.
Suddenly ringing, through forest to hear,
the sword took its place as a branch of the oak.
Startled looks on everyone, myself not excluded,
As with heavy heart I followed them.
"For Sauron, you die!" I heard behind me,
Turned 'round with shield up, and saw the last orc.
It ran at me, blade high, ready to strike,
Til "twang" of a bow, fell down with all might.
The sword fell into shield, protected me yet.
I pulled blade from shield, and sheathed in dirt.
Hung shield over tree-blade, returned with the others,
For resupplies and long good-byes.
Two days I spent there, closed up my old home,
took horse and my last belongings,
Traveled back west.
Ah my beloved, I come to you at last!
Hurried back to Elrond's, rushing through the pass,
Ran back to Bree for a fresh horse,
Rode back to the Havens, where I took my trip,
and rode 'cross sea to Valinor -- it all happened so fast!
Hurried up hill, to Manwe's corridor,
Until he greeted me merrily, and led me further.
"I'll lead you to Mandos, no more can I do,
But know that you have earned my favour, helped where I could not."
With these words I traveled on, to Mandos' Halls I went,
Past Vaire's tapestries majesty,
Past the lines of eternity,
Until I reached a mighty altar, but no Mandos in sight.
I sighed "Not fair! I've gone so far!"
Until I heard the voice:
"Why are you here, my elven friend,
You don't belong here, you know to be true."
I leaned on wall to save my strength,
With loud breath I took, so great,
Explained to him my story, late,
When words were said, a silent pause was heard.
"I sympathize your love being lost,
your quest fulfilled, great achievement.
Because of this, and Manwe's thoughts,
I'll give in to this request of yours."
With that, you're free, my own dear love!
Free from darkness ever after.
Perhaps to Firn-i-Guinar we'll go,
What better place could possibly exist?
Farewell to lands of men, elves, and dwarves,
away we go forever on.
To skies of blue and fields of green,
depart we now. Good-bye.