From the Desk of Denethor: 1. Rubáiyáts

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1. Rubáiyáts

Through the many years they’ve left
Family, one by one, the cleft
Within my heart is slow to heal,
My son in his perishing so deft.

Do you see the star tonight –
Bright silver to challenge my own heart’s might,
Laced with blue to tarnish,
Finduilas, gone, who was my guiding light.

What more is there for me?
My youngest, death’s door does he see.
Mordor’s might is growing faster
Ah! And now I know the way to end, to be-

Fire! As stillness is the dead man’s shroud-
Gondor’s white tower is not obscured by cloud
This night I dive into the deeps unknown
In comfort of fire - forever, bitter, proud.

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Ehtele

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: 3rd Age - The Stewards

Genre: Poetry

Rating: General

Last Updated: 03/01/03

Original Post: 02/26/03

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