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Ode to a stolen pie

Submitted by Cloves on August 11th, 2010
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Poetry

Is this a real pie? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a hunger dream, got no key for the pantry!
Open your eyes, just grab a slice and see...
I'm a poor Hobbit, I need pie regularly...
A little apple pie, cherry pie, mushroom pie, berry pie...
Any flavour really, it doesn't really matter, to me, to me.

Mama, just stole a pie, put a slice upon my plate, then I took a spoon and ate...
Mama, once I had begun, I just couldn't stop eating till it was gone.
Mama, oooh, didn't mean to eat all the pie, and now we won't have any pie tomorrow...

Kinship/Band link: 
The Pied Pipers

Celaid ned laer - lights in the summer (Sindarin)

Submitted by Naruvir on July 19th, 2010
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Poetry

Naruvir is often heard singing and reciting old poetry amid her own natural novelty, and this is no exception. Every wordplay offers a fair insight to her playful and youthful mind. She sang the following by the feet of a waterfall:

Laer Eflwen

Submitted by Mithanor on May 18th, 2010
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Poetry

* Standing alone at the strands of Anduin, evening sky shimmers in purple and pink. With the harp in my arms I sing for Eflwen, mellon nin, bain a pelt, so beautiful and strong*

Songs for Trees and Hearts

Submitted by Lhasbelin on May 7th, 2010
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Screenshot: Event screen
My cousins sent me on a strange quest around the lands of ancient Arnor. They gave me a map with markings that were supposed to show some fascinating old ruins and other places of interest, but when I reached the first ones, I found nothing there. Only grass and the occasional cow. By the third and fourth spot I was certain I'd been had, but I thought I'd check out the sixth, since it wasn't too far away.
News/Event link: 
Wilderness Appreciation Day - May 6

Redbeard

Submitted by Lhinniel on April 8th, 2010
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Screenshot: General screen
An impromptu creation of verse, shared, whilst the hall laid still and quiet; more so to keep 'Redbeard's' mind at ease and for revellry within the hall of fire.

The Fall of Gil-galad

Submitted by Andarne on August 1st, 2009
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Poetry

Gil-galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing:
the last whose realm was fair and free
between the Mountains and the Sea.

His sword was long, his lance was keen,
his shining helm afar was seen;
the countless stars of heaven's field
were mirrored in his silver shield.

But long ago he rode away,
and where he dwelleth none can say;

Kinship/Band link: 
Wardens of the White Lady

Men of Calth

Submitted by Isilorbor on July 31st, 2009
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

 Men of Calth stop your dreaming
Can't you see their spear points gleaming?
See their warrior's pendants streaming
To this battlefield.

Men of Calth stand ye steady
It cannot be ever said ye
For the battle were not ready
Stand and never yield.

Through the hills surrounding
Let this war cry sounding
Summon all to Elendil's call
The mighty force surrounding. 

Kinship/Band link: 
The Ventris Family

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