Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Once |
Once I thought to be laid ’neath rich Shire Earth when my time should come. Once I thought to wed Pearl and know wedded bliss ever at her beloved side. Once I danced with great joy before all the Shire at Michel Delving’s Free Fair. Once I hoped to father children, and hold them close, and to teach them everything. Once I planned to honor Sam and love his children alongside those of my own. Then the Ring came to me and began Its campaign to rob me of all. Now I leave the land of my birth and life. My joy has fled me. There, in Elvenhome will I find the peace I lost under Its dark, fell influence? Must I live and find release in a strange land not intended for mere mortals? Why do I not grieve more, knowing never will I see my tall brother again? When will I again find the ability to properly feel joy and delight once more? There beyond the curtain of rain perhaps I will know once again peace and fulfillment. Sam, my brother, do not linger long past your Rosie. Let me die at least once more a proper Shire Hobbit. Oh, sweet Creator, grant me ease, I beg of you. Release me from my burden. Relieve me of pain and loss. Teach me to sing in joy again. |