Post by Admin on Jan 2, 2021 3:41:34 GMT
Author: Wynja2007
Rankging: 2nd place
Summary: Thranduil the Elvenking muses on stars and memory
Rating: G/U – suitable for all ages
Characters: Thranduil (narrator), Oropher(mentioned)
Warnings: No warnings apply
Varda’s Jewels
Stars glitter huge
As silmarils against the blue-black
Moonfree night. A song
To Varda keens and rises
Like an offering to the sky
And I
Walk alone in this, my forest
Unable to see
Wilwarin, Telumendil
For the reach of branch and stir of leaf
Once, my father Oropher
Rode me out on his great elk
To the edges of the world
Where the trees thinned
And the sky broke through
Dizzy with the fire
Of starshine, then I heard:
Soronúmë, Anarríma:
He named them to me, told me tales
Of why and where and who:
Varda’s jewels, splintering the night.
So now, Ada, when I miss you
And my autumn berry crown
Is heavy with the portent of the times
I ride out and look high
And remember how we sat, my father,
While you named them to me,
Menelmacar and Valacirca
High in the heavens to mark our passage
To stand beacons for we who tarry here
And the litany of names brings you back, my father:
Your voice my beacon, giving hope
That I may rule
As wisely as did you
Beneath the stars you named to me:
Wilwarin, Telumendil,
Soronúmë, Anarríma,
Menelmacar, Valacirca
Rankging: 2nd place
Summary: Thranduil the Elvenking muses on stars and memory
Rating: G/U – suitable for all ages
Characters: Thranduil (narrator), Oropher(mentioned)
Warnings: No warnings apply
Varda’s Jewels
Stars glitter huge
As silmarils against the blue-black
Moonfree night. A song
To Varda keens and rises
Like an offering to the sky
And I
Walk alone in this, my forest
Unable to see
Wilwarin, Telumendil
For the reach of branch and stir of leaf
Once, my father Oropher
Rode me out on his great elk
To the edges of the world
Where the trees thinned
And the sky broke through
Dizzy with the fire
Of starshine, then I heard:
Soronúmë, Anarríma:
He named them to me, told me tales
Of why and where and who:
Varda’s jewels, splintering the night.
So now, Ada, when I miss you
And my autumn berry crown
Is heavy with the portent of the times
I ride out and look high
And remember how we sat, my father,
While you named them to me,
Menelmacar and Valacirca
High in the heavens to mark our passage
To stand beacons for we who tarry here
And the litany of names brings you back, my father:
Your voice my beacon, giving hope
That I may rule
As wisely as did you
Beneath the stars you named to me:
Wilwarin, Telumendil,
Soronúmë, Anarríma,
Menelmacar, Valacirca