Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| The Way through the Woods (Théoden, Ghân-buri-Ghân) |
Prompts: 13th March 3019: The Pûkel-Men hold a council Poetic Forms: Alliterative verse |
| The Way through the Woods Now the shadow-veil lay on the Stonewain Valley. Now came the Wild Men, cunning Woses, Woodcraft-wise, wary of horsemen. Hard news they bore of a host-blocked road; In the mountains beyond, Mundburg was burning. Long was the lane lost to thorn and to thicket. Longer since the Sea-kings carved those stones. Yet goat-footed Ghân, faithful friend and orc-hater, Led horse and horseman, scout and spear, Under gloom-grey trees where the trail had grown over. Pale light brought fresh wind and the plain way forward. Grave thanks were given. Thus Thengel’s son Rode forth to the out-walls, and feared no darkness. |