Turin's Tortured Beleg Poems: 2. Blade

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2. Blade

The Strongbow lays his hand now to the sword,
And on that day his curse is drawn and sealed.
Anglachel forged with starlight has no lord;
But to the Lady, Beleg would not yield.

And into death delivered the mighty weapon
The greatest Elf to ever draw the bow.
Curse and Curse again, birthing a Son—
Betrayal was beget, and horror did it sow.

Foul instrument, by foul side now you lay!
Iron of Death shall you be called forever from this day!

*Lady - Melian, who predicted the betrayal of Beleg by Anlachel.

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: Victoria

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: 1st Age

Genre: Poetry

Rating: General

Last Updated: 03/17/03

Original Post: 03/17/03

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