Estel: A Lord of the Rings Story
Her skin was paler than the clouds that had shrouded Imladris from the sun these past months. She was fading from his grasp, like snow melting as it impacted his palm. “I choose a…
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The Crossroads: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Silence reigns upon this land Beneath the Shadow’s grim command, Save thunder rolling off the hills, A bleak portent that give us chills. The trembling earth beneath our feet Seems to warn of our defeat;…
The Summoned Book: A Hobbit Poem
Introductory verse – “The time has come,” The Walrus said, “To talk of many things. “Of elves and swords “And wizard-staves, “Of gold and Dwarven kings, “And why the Thrush knocks on the rock “And…
Ladies and Gents: An Encounter with the Inklings
I’ve been keeper of the Bird and Baby since the last tender sold the grounds to the university. I was a spry young fellow then, eager to get myself established in the world, so when…
Out of the Information Highway to Middle-Earth I Am Come: A Review of The Lord of the Rings Online
Aragorn crouches on the ground, studying the map laid out before him. I stand off to one side and try to look as if I actually belong here. Tersely he gives orders to our…
Where Are My Lembas?: A Lord of the Rings Poem
O where, O where have my lembas gone? O where, O where can they be?! I’ve looked in the sack and I’ve looked on the ground! O where, O where can they be?! – O…
O For a Star: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Outside the lair: This wasteland chokes my hope, my breath. My doomed path looks only to death. My Burden hangs with heavy strain. It makes each step a piercing pain: A fiery wheel, an Eye…
The Marriage of the White Lady: A Lord of the Rings Story
It is one of those damp and foggy days, with sporadic rain pattering on the city of Minas Tirith. A poor time to have a wedding celebration, in my humble estimation. But here I am…
LOTR = LOve it, or TRy harder!
In the beginning, I saw a pale, bloated and dirt-speckled face of someone who might have been a man—but slimy, stringy-looking goo encased him too tightly for me to be assured of his exact species.…
Éowyn: A Lord of the Rings Poem
The simbelmynë and I are kin, Blossoming in this land of Men: A western star the heavens wept Upon the mounds where Dead are kept. The daughter of all noble kings, Within my soul, a war…