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A Tale of The Fall and Rise Of the Houses of Tur-anion and Ar-Feiniel

Contributed by Rous on Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 10:45:20 PM in AEST
Topic: fictional

The story can be found at Open Scrolls Archives.

The fire burning consumes all
Fallen embers light the night
Burning small suns into the eyes
The pinpricks all too bright.

The gauntlet thrown, the war declared
It tears across the years
Dragging down the innocent
With the guilty, drowned in tears

‘Tis only a girl, ‘tis only a boy
The forward years will tell
Such a small and simple act
And yet, the war is hell

The blood runs free, enriching earth
While destroying life above
The ones caught ‘twixt, no way out
Done in the name of ‘love’?

The Houses torn, the hope is lost
The sacrifice of honor slain
Who could have foretold, such a simple act,
The cause of years of pain.

He said “Come.” to one not his
She said “Yes.” in return
And so began the toll of years
When Houses then would burn.

The war tore on, destroying lives
Kindling the anger of those around
Dismayed to watch those of their own
Run down into the ground

And yet, hope sprung from the funeral pyre
Of Houses now near gone
Again, a girl, again, a boy
Would undo what had been done.

Their secret love defied the bounds
Set up by cruel hate
Those from afar, held their breath
And prayed it not too late

For despite discord sewn through the years
Their love held true and strong
The breath released by those who watched
The chance to right the wrong

Shaking himself and rousing now,
The Phoenix takes to flight
The Griffin follows, strong on wing
Loathe to lose the sight.

Their beauty fair is like the flame
That draws them like the moths
But that which resides deep inside
Will cause a pledge of troths

For beauty fades and eyesight dims
And memory disappears
But souls survive and carry deep
The stuff that lasts for years

Now, Phoenix rise, redeem the lost
Bring honor once again
And Griffin, catch him, renew yourselves
Redemption, the healing rain.

©Rheeta-Lou ‘Rous’ Roepke 8/8/2004/T

Copyright Â© Rous ... [ 2004-08-27 22:45:20]
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Re: A Tale of The Fall and Rise Of the Houses of Tur-anion and Ar-Feiniel (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Sunday, 29th August 2004 @ 05:31:23 PM AEST
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Aha! I detect Elvish.

Keep it up! There is something compelling to this. You have yet to develop the terseness of the best epic style, but that takes a while, and I think the seed is here.

Namárië.
Andrew

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