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lament

Scenes with Daegond

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Story

I do not know where to start. At the first glance Daegond might have been strange, crude and even mean to a person who did not know him, but he had more than meets the eye. Profound loyalty to those he protects. The reasons why he was behaving the way he did. A softer side which the Noldorin (or any) warrior tries so hard to hide under their shell of steel.

All I have in my mind are the scenes of meeting him.

Poem: Lament of a Rider

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Poetry

Lament of a Rider

1. The Rider’s Journey

Lament of a Rider

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Screenshot: General screen

Waelden, a Rider of Rohan and his horse outside Edoras, as the sun rises over the grave mounds of the ancient kings.

Poem: Lament of a Rider

Into the West

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Screenshot: Event screen

Ruminations of the then and the now..

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

I weep for I miss her,
I was too late,
Did I fail you?

My strength failed me,
That final blow I witnessed,
Broken you lay.

I scream to the heavens once more,
The agony of seperation,
Shattered in my being I am.

Though oft I wish for peace,
Your memory is sweet,
This pain is bitter.

For him I now live,
To her I gave your gift,
Our future is with them.

Light grows near, Time goes by

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Poetry

Star-kin have long now stood,

The sky shone gloom upon their soul.

The shadow that once comes to thy,

 Look to sky, new star shall fly...

 

Our sisters, brothers, friends and all,

now fall, then rise away.

In West they stay, calm at last.

So too shall join them as times have past...

 

And once you think the world shall end,

shine does come, darkness bent.

Lament of Ages Lost

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

((It is now the Seventh Age, and Daerundros has faded and becoming a lingerer (eg. a wandering spirit who has consumed it's host's body). Her spirit climbs the highest mountain on Middle-earth, where the sea and some part of Aman can be seen, and she will sing this Lament until the Second Music. The Lament will never be heard by mortal men, because they cannot see or hear the spirits of the faded Elves.

Lament of Beleriand

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Poetry
Tinnunaer, ae hîn en elin, silivren felais peleth, ae, hîn en Edhil, gwanath erin-gaear! A tiro nin, Gilthoniel! Eledhrim, tiro an i Annûn Elbereth, lend a fael, ú-awarthamín in felais linnol, linnol ammen en Bar.
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