Vain Songs, The: 13. Lords: XII

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13. Lords: XII



Imagine a continent crossing
a galaxy belt of ice.
Imagine pale stars fallen in a frosty river,
like flashing sequins clustered on a mean,
vicious lady’s white gown.
Scrunch. Scrunch. Scrunch. Imagine their cold.

And a continent is not sea-lapping land
floating along on tendrils. It is
seven armies of supple marching bodies,
men and women strung like words on a page.
Commas, children, hefted in arms.

‘Now!’ says Fingolfin, and the cry is taken up,
‘Now! Now! Now!’

Seven hours it takes for the echo to die down.

In the silence they look at each other, wondering what next.
Proud Turgon and Finrod fair, Orodreth the wise,
Angrod, Aegnor, Argon, commanders all,
and as candle to fireflies, so Fingon stands,
time frozen in the tears on his cheeks.

‘Now,’ Fingolfin says in a voice more prudent,
‘I see the cursed land of Morgoth, sown first by my brother’s sweat.’
(‘Blood,’ mutters Finrod, he of foresight)
‘I behold
it’s green woods, and grey lakes.
It is time for victory, more victory
in an age than found in all eternity.

Let us go forth. Go now.
Leave our graves behind.
My banner, stewards.’

Heralds hoist his flag, blue and silver,
Grieving, Turgon sounds a bleary horn.
It is music, music, the song of war glorious. Tremble,
black man. For what know you
of valour, that lives and dies and lives again
in sinew, in heart, flowing like rivers of light
through the veins of the ages?
Undying Morgoth, valour is not your vandalism, smearing
empty vaults with fresh blood and running,
would you know?

Valour, Morgoth.
Fingon will show you.


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: Ëarmírë

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 1st Age

Genre: Poetry

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 07/14/04

Original Post: 08/02/03

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