B2MeM Challenge: 2016 Memories; 2007 Alphabet – like an evil Elrond
Format: Poem – Pantoum 
Genre: Um…character study, I think.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mention of the attack of the Havens of Sirion, though nothing graphic.
Characters: Eärendil, Elwing, Elros, Elrond
Pairings: Eärendil/Elwing 
Creators' Notes (optional): This pantoum is rather longer than usual, since it’s based off the ‘Song of Eärendil’. It may be found in Elrond’s Library – on a shelf so high no hobbit can reach it! (That’s what makes him evil. *nods* Hiding poetry from a poem-loving hobbit! Oh well, maybe Aragorn will be kind and fetch it for him? I had a terrible time thinking of a way to make Elrond evil, believe you me. :P )
Summary: Elrond, hearing the Song of Eärendil sung by Bilbo in the Hall of Fire, retired to his rooms afterward and took up his own pen. This is what came out. 

"Eärendil was a mariner
that tarried in Arvernien;
he built a boat of timber felled
in Nimbrethil to journey in…”

That tarried in Arvernien – 
Beeches, tall, fairest and pale
In Nimbrethil, to journey in
The fairest ship to ever sail!

Beeches, tall, fairest and pale
Gave their wood to aid their lord,
For fairest ship to ever sail,
The Peredhel did swiftly board.

They gave wood to aid their lord
In building him the Vingilótë;
The Peredhel did swiftly board,
Westward, Sea bore Elven-boat.

In building him the Vingilótë,
The Mariner one error made;
As westward Sea bore Elven-boat,
His wife and babes behind him stayed.

The Mariner one error made;
As in chainéd rings west he soared,
His wife and babes behind him stayed,
Unarmed and helpless near the shore.

In chainéd rings westward he soared,
Rune-scored shield he kept by him;
Unarmed and helpless near the shore
Elwing and sons did mourn for him.

Rune-scored shield he kept by him,
And bow of dragon horn he wrought;
Elwing and sons did mourn for him,
When Sons of Fëanor they fought. 

With bow of dragon-horn he wrought
He brought down birds of Outer Sea;
But when Sons of Fëanor she’d fought,
To him at last did Elwing flee.

He’d brought down birds of Outer Sea,
But for this bright one he stayed his hand.
To him at last did Elwing flee,
And in bird-shape on him did land.

For this bright one he’d stayed his hand – 
Glad was he to find it so!
For in bird-shape Elwing on him did land
With the Nauglamir in tow.

Glad was he to find it so,
Perhaps Lord Ulmo stayed him there.
With the Nauglamir in tow,
The Silmaril bright Elwing did bear.

Mayhap Lord Ulmo had stayed him there,
But onward Vingilot! Westward speed!
The Silmaril bright Elwing did bear,
And the Mariner knew hope they did need.

Onward Vingilot! Westward speed,
The Valar we must press for aid,
The Mariner knew hope we did need,
The sons whose lives might be betrayed.

The Valar they did press for aid,
And Star of Hope in time did rise.
The sons who, abandoned, felt betrayed
Looked to Gil-Estel with new eyes.

The Star of Hope in time did rise,
Eärendil the Glorious, ever blessed
We found Gil-Estel with new eyes,
Elros and I, we passed the test.

Eärendil the Glorious, ever blessed
Returned no more to Mortal lands
Elros and I, we passed the test
Elros departed for Andor’s sands.

Returned no more from Mortal lands,
Elros Tar-Minyatur, brother mine,
He remained on Andor’s sands,
Accepting Gift of Men in time.

Elros Tar-Minyatur, brother mine,
How could you pass with not a sigh?
You accepted the Gift of Men – 
I made my choice. Immortal, I.

How could you pass without a sigh
Of protest for that which Mortal means?
I made my choice, immortal, I,
The life of Men is too brief, it seems.

Protest that which Mortal means!
Would that I could have told you then,
The life of Men is too brief, it seems
And its Gift beyond my elven ken.

Would that I could have told you then!
Or built a ship of beech-wood felled,
Ere this Gift, beyond my Elven ken
Took you from me as our sire sailed.