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Name: Spiced Wine (Signed) · Date: April 04, 2020 12:51 · For: Chapter 1

And then there was no more time to wonder. The Elf's brushed the fine metal strings with a touch like a brother's caress, and he lifted his head and sang to the sleeping city, his voice soft and rich and as cool as the spray of the sea. Balakan felt it course through him like a tide and a fever at once, dizzying and sweet, and sharp like a half-healed wound. The Elf's face was hard and fair in the moonlight; the darkness of long grief lay in his eyes, and memory ached under his song. Balakan must have closed his eyes, for he saw a pale dawn gleam on a thousand swords, while banners of silver and blue unfurled in the breeze. Tall, fey warriors held weapons aloft; a bearded king stood in a hilltop tower, watching, his heart rising in hope as the host rose out of the West. A cry pierced Balakan's soul like a lance, though the words were strange, and he did not know what they meant.


“Aurë entuluva! Aurë entuluva!”


 


So very beautiful, and I can see why you were sad. The thought of Maglor wandering, existing through the years, the Ages, is heartbreaking. 



Author's Response: I know :( although it has occurred to me that my Maglor does a very poor job of lying low! Thank you, Spiced :)


Name: ziggy (Signed) · Date: April 04, 2020 3:11 · For: Chapter 1

The Elf's brushed the fine metal strings with a touch like a brother's caress, and he lifted his head and sang to the sleeping city, his voice soft and rich and as cool as the spray of the sea. Balakan felt it course through him like a tide and a fever at once, dizzying and sweet, and sharp like a half-healed wound. The Elf's face was hard and fair in the moonlight; the darkness of long grief lay in his eyes, and memory ached under his song. Balakan must have closed his eyes, for he saw a pale dawn gleam on a thousand swords, while banners of silver and blue unfurled in the breeze. Tall, fey warriors held weapons aloft; a bearded king stood in a hilltop tower, watching, his heart rising in hope as the host rose out of the West. A cry pierced Balakan's soul like a lance, though the words were strange, and he did not know what they meant

.Narya- this story made me feel like I did when I first read Tolkien. That intense nostalgia for something that I thought MUST be true. Beautifully written. Poetry.



Author's Response: Aww, thank you Ziggy, that means such a lot!


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