New Challenge: Crossroads of the Fallen King
Cross "The Silmarillion" with a second text or fandom in this month's crossover challenge.
Oh, how I wish that we had never left
Our forest home, our ancient Silvan-space!
For we return, of full two-thirds bereft
Without our King, whom I cannot replace.
We struggle north, so weary of the road
I long to care for all, still mourning him
Yet if I look behind, to ease their load
The horror fills me, and the sun grows dim.
But, far ahead, the trees come into view!
Greenwood the Great, aglow at summer's end
We will revive, and tend these lands anew
My father's realm is now mine to defend.
With leaves of yellow, red and golden-brown
I weave this hope into my autumn crown.