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Spiced Wine
11/18/17 01:15 pm
It would be strange watching any adaption for me, so used to fanfic, lol. I would be keep thinking of the pairings I read and scratching me head :D
Narya
11/18/17 11:16 am
I'd really love to see Celebrimbor and Annatar in the Second Age...and maybe Gil-Galad too...although it would be weird seeing him without his Istelion! ;-)
Spiced Wine
11/18/17 10:51 am
Not the Silmarillion, that would be a separate agreement if it happened at all, but the Appendices are open it seems
Narya
11/18/17 10:27 am
I'm always baffled by what is and isn't on the table, rights-wise, but if Christopher T has resigned, does that mean we could get an adaptation of the Silm (or parts of it)?
Spiced Wine
11/15/17 01:29 pm
Article on The One Ring.net - Christopher Tolkien has resigned as director of the Tolkien Estate. This could change 'everything' to quote.
Spiced Wine
11/14/17 10:38 am
I got the news from his Facebook, lol, he was very excited!
NelyafinweFeanorion
11/14/17 12:38 am
Royd Tolkien just confirmed it on his twitter account. No details other than that.
Spiced Wine
11/13/17 10:29 pm
I should think they'll have actors falling over themselves for this. If it's done well the fandom will go boom!
Spiced Wine
11/13/17 10:28 pm
The One Ring.net is a good place to get the latest.
Naledi
11/13/17 09:41 pm
I found the link. It all seems very vague atm. I look forward to hearing more once they've got news on story, etc.
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Maglor's Lament by Fadesintothewest

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Maglor’s lament



The power of the water renders your defenses useless

It mocks any attempt to think of yourself as powerful

And it pours forth

all your sadness, your grief

Called by the ceaseless pull of the moon on the water

Surging, filling you, drowning you

You are laid naked



The waves gentle- murmur, whisper, ensnare



In the pit of your stomach

Heavy black

Lays your faithlessness

Your sorrow



That which you keep hidden underneath a thin veil of skin

If you look closely it protrudes

A foot pushing through the delicate netting

Reminding you "I am here"



Gone is the wonder, the magic

Gone is any belief in hope

Gone is your love, your presence

Your absence overwhelming



How cruel life given

How cruel is consciousness

How cruel is it when the world reveals the certainty of death



And my love for you was like a challenge to the winds

The sun and moon above

Though my envy is fickle without reason and entirely selfish

How could creation dare give life to a fire so bright, special, beautiful

To only extinguish it



No we are not who we imagine ourselves to be

We build temples and idols with the hopes of not finding that which dwells beneath the veil



Nameless faith we harken to thee

Witless children lost at sea

Laid bare by the depths of the waters

We cling to the memories of our fathers



And I here I stand, my shame birthed

The darkness piercing through that veil I spent an entire life weaving and stretching around me



Only to find that I no longer matter

Only a thought, a memory in the Feckless night

And then i am gone



I breathe no more

A memory lost at shore.

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