Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Gainesville Town |
Prompt: Erebor: Refugee issues are our issues; their plight is our plight. Write a story or poem or create artwork that illustrates the situation of some displaced group in Middle-earth. |
| After Umbar, Belfalas's and Dol Amroth's lords debate: to Haradrim seeking shelter – as ever happens after war on Harad's soil – will they say yea or nay? Then some say yea, for honor; others nay, we've no stake. Yea, for pity; nay, for peace at home. Yea – they're useful. Nay – they're poor. Yea – 'tis justice. Nay – they're untrustworthy. Yea – they suffer. Nay – their suffering breeds strife among our enemies! Yea – remember Amroth! Finally, the Prince rules: yea – when War outbreaks, these will flock to our banner. “'Yea, for fodder'?” his son demands later. The Prince sighs. “Valar forgive me!” |
Builds off of Beyond the Quays of Umbar. Gainesville Town – lifted from the Indigo Girls song, Shame on you. Remember Amroth!: Dol Amroth used to be Elven territory, so really, the entire principality of Men is an immigrant empire. |