Reviews (8)

Linda Hoyland · 19 July 2013 · Chapter 4: The Green Lands

I loved these beautifully poetic pieces.

Larner · 19 July 2013 · Chapter 4: The Green Lands

I can appreciate how he may love the old descriptions, but finds himself not desiring them. That was the old world of his ancestors' great triumphs and greatest sinfulness; he was born for the end of a different age and the beginning of still another.

Larner · 19 July 2013 · Chapter 3: The Fading Crown

Both joy and grief together have the Elves known, and how poignant this meeting between Man and maid must have been, carrying both hope for the world in which these now dwell and grief that one bright soul will not go with them westward when the time of forgiveness comes at last.

Larner · 19 July 2013 · Chapter 2: A Spell of Music

How this echoes the Master's own description of Frodo knowing that a part of him will ever dwell on the hill on which grew the trees that supported Amroth's flet and home! Most lyrical! I'd love to meet the Elf who made this paean of praise!

Larner · 17 July 2013 · Chapter 1: The Sea Returning

A fitting paean to the land that bore him and has nurtured him ever, and to that place to which he goes, perhaps as those in Mundberg indicate, across the Sundering Sea. Beautiful prose-poem.

curiouswombat · 16 July 2013 · Chapter 1: The Sea Returning

That is beautiful - the whole thing feels very much as I would expect a Rohirric poem or saga to sound, and I can imagine it as a tale told in the Golden Hall in years after as 'Éomer King's words to his son'.

shirebound · 16 July 2013 · Chapter 3: The Fading Crown

That's a lovely poem. O Lórien, let you be the summer of his youth, though may his old age out last you. Such foresight, and so very bittersweet to her.

shirebound · 16 July 2013 · Chapter 1: The Sea Returning

This is a marvelous piece, perfectly suited to Eomer's thoughts and spirit. He will go where he must, like the wind itself, and have no regrets.