Waters of Ulmo, The: 2. The Return

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2. The Return

I will stand upon the shore with a clean heart and my song in the wind...


Hope against hope after time uncounted, my fair one returns to me. He rests by one of my great arteries, the Sirion, which now dances and plays, healing the hurts he has suffered, and soothing his soul. He has a family now, and with the willows at my banks, I fill them with longing for me. I crave them all, and once they are made whole, I visit their dreams. Their hearts grow heavy as my burbling songs hint of ocean swells, of the glories of my sparkling seas seen in morning's light. With joyful voice, he sings a song to me, of my incomprehensible beauty, of my generous nature, of desire. They come to me, such gorgeous creatures, and dwell on my shores.

His son, too, hears my call, and I delicately reach out gentle eddies to tickle his toes as he walks on my strand. With happiness my waters burst through rock caves, sending silver sprays dancing through the air. My quiet laughter shimmers in sequestered tidepools, shared by colorful sea urchins. My chosen is mine, and he is content.

Soon, too soon, age comes to him and he decides to sail to the West. A beautiful ship he builds, and my anguish at his leaving is reflected in a greying of my waters, churning and discomfited. But he must be carried away, and so I brighten my waves, so that he can see down to the sandy deeps. He and his beloved depart, and while I am grevious, I caress the hull of his boat, bearing them safely away from the shores of Belariand to their new home. My dolphins race at their side, and his wife is charmed by them. I grant them a smooth journey, though at the last, my waves lap achingly upon the shores of Valinor.

I dance in the light of sunset, a riot of color in shape of a crescent for his beautiful eyes, a last sign of my devotion to him. My ocean swells are now a melancholy blue, reflecting my sadness, but I must return to the shores and lands in which I usually dwell, and with a rainbow, I bid him farewell.


Author's Notes: The text of the song that inspired this story is below:

Long time ago I watched him struggle with the sea
I knew that he was drowning and I brought him home to me...

My hair blows as long as I sing into the wind
I tell of nights when I could taste the salt on his skin
Salt of the waves, and of tears, and while he pulled away, I kept him for years...

In the dawn he sails away to be gone forevermore
And the waves will take him in again, but he'll know their ways now
I will stand upon the shore with a clean heart and my song in the wind
The sand may sting my feet and the sky will burn
It's a lonely time ahead; I do not ask him to return
I let him go. I let him go.

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: Thevina Finduilas

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: 1st Age

Genre: General

Rating: General

Last Updated: 03/03/04

Original Post: 04/29/03

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