Then bread was sweet: 1. poem

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Then bread was sweet and paints - much fresher

And a golden mellorn was still young,

But daily one could hear sword slashing

Beneath the stars and the newborn Sun.

That world has died, but even now

I hold a steel blade in my arms,

My heart is devoted to the Hope,

As doping as scarlet wines,

That wintry years won't everlasting,

that Death is not endless as the Doom,

That like new fire, hot and blazing,

Truth will be brought to life in gloom.

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: Winterborn

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: 3rd Age - Ring War

Genre: Poetry

Rating: General

Last Updated: 02/18/07

Original Post: 12/21/06

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