Tolkien stuff & Harry Potter recs
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icarusCheck out switchknife's shiny new 'Rare Slash' site! Woooooonderful stories. Do read 'Not a River in Egypt' if you love Ron as much as I do. ;) Prepare to laugh your head off at his bluntness. Such a guy, such a guy.
The Barrow-Downs is having a 'Party' thread (a concept I think I invented last year The Original Party Thread (complete with melting clocks and flying trout) Mithadan demanded that I participate, and threw in my 'Hobbit Sex Ed and the Garden Club' as a subplot. But the party is both out of control, and deadly dull, and so here is my contribution.
Unbidden, a minstral wandered into the party. The music hushed as if by some unseen power. He quietly tuned his strings, as the crowd only slowly registered his existence. A wave of quiet preceeded him, though here and there drunken guests continued their revelry unaware of the mysterious visitor.
The world of men shall never know
the life of a prince of elves.
Ambition human princes show
Their battles lost, their victories won!
But the elven prince is little more
than just another father's son.
The world of men shall never see
the life of a prince of elves.
Yes, kings, our princes plan to be
Their fortunes great, their troubles small!
But immortal son, he never dreams
to rule his father's realm at all.
The world of men shall little heed
the death of a king of elves.
A price too high for noble seed
His immortal father, through chance is dead.
And in a cruel, double blow
unbidden kingship bows his head.
As the spell breaks, the guests who were near, and sober enough to hear, glance about … but the minstrel is nowhere to be found.
The Barrow-Downs is having a 'Party' thread (a concept I think I invented last year The Original Party Thread (complete with melting clocks and flying trout) Mithadan demanded that I participate, and threw in my 'Hobbit Sex Ed and the Garden Club' as a subplot. But the party is both out of control, and deadly dull, and so here is my contribution.
Unbidden, a minstral wandered into the party. The music hushed as if by some unseen power. He quietly tuned his strings, as the crowd only slowly registered his existence. A wave of quiet preceeded him, though here and there drunken guests continued their revelry unaware of the mysterious visitor.
The world of men shall never know
the life of a prince of elves.
Ambition human princes show
Their battles lost, their victories won!
But the elven prince is little more
than just another father's son.
The world of men shall never see
the life of a prince of elves.
Yes, kings, our princes plan to be
Their fortunes great, their troubles small!
But immortal son, he never dreams
to rule his father's realm at all.
The world of men shall little heed
the death of a king of elves.
A price too high for noble seed
His immortal father, through chance is dead.
And in a cruel, double blow
unbidden kingship bows his head.
As the spell breaks, the guests who were near, and sober enough to hear, glance about … but the minstrel is nowhere to be found.