Emily (uialwen) wrote in sticklebats,
Emily
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here's a little poem I wrote about Feanor during class yesterday, it needs 'tweaking'. I cross posted this so sorry if you get twice

Feanor

Eyes cold and hard
as stone and ice
But behind them lies
fire, and a spirit of
passion, that is easily
corrupted.

No will of his own
does he possess
he has but one
desire, to find the
work of his lifetime that was
stolen.

With the light of the trees
silver, gold, the Valar
contained in these precious
stones, as stars they shine
Corruption of the Noldor, the
Silmarills

Desired he these shining stars
hid he them in the blackest
darkness, evil came and stole them
away. Never again did he see those
stars. Nor any other who kept them in
darkness

The fire spirit could not be
quenched, nor can stars
be hidden in the darkness.
Corruption, desire, light,
skill, wisdom. Captured by the
Fire Spirit.....


~Luitha~
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