Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Elfstone (Celebrimbor) |
| The smith let the still-dark stone cool after the forging of the eagle’s wings. Then, cradling it in his palm, he awakened its hidden power with his breath. At a quiet pond rimmed with moss and ferns, he dipped the stone into the water’s green-gold depths and felt the power surge. He raised the stone to the light of the sky: Jewel, heal wounds of despair; Light, renew all worthy arts. Eagle, bring hope to the children; Fire, rekindle barren hearts. In his exultant fingers a green sun blazed in the span of the fierce eagle’s wings. It was done. |