Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| The Dunsinane Waltz |
Prompt: Rohan: Write a story or poem, or create a piece of art where your character rises above themselves to follow their dreams. |
| Beneath the bending bower eaves Walks Lúthien among the trees – Beech and ash, willow, yew Hollyhock and rowan, too – A year beneath her shoeless feet A year her soles have felt the beat of treely measures slow and solemn – joyful life a throbbing drum, To which she turns and stately dances Weaving like the windy branches – Lifts her voice in song so deep it touches roots and sappy seeps. Leaves shake, wood cracks, branches sway – the trees sing back! Silent stiffness falls to earth, Oboed throats gives voice to mirth, Knotted eyes then truly see: Woody life goes dancing free. |