T - like a turgid Turgon
1. Turgid Turgon - by Dean Maia of Este
Elenwe was the first. I did not even realize she was gone; she looked like she was asleep. Idril kept trying to wake her.
Then the battles: Battle-Under-Stars, the Glorious Battle. Glorious? Just more of my people gone.
We have to patrol the borders, guard our crops, keep the roads open. More loss, death. I will none of it.
Though the warning Ulmo gave was welcome, more welcome is the chance to leave behind all the death found here. Behind the wall of the city I will find we will be able to live. Even Morgoth will not find us.
Dean Maia of Este
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