Return of the King - Drabbled, The
19. The Grey Havens
From soul redeemed to pure heart, tree-silver gift. Through darkness into light, a blessing on the wind carries the promise of hope.
Lórien blooms in peaceful lands, child and tree. Story ended, journey not yet begun, the final chapter yet to be written.
West of the moon lies peace for wounds unhealed; will you go, Elf-friend?
In your reminiscences, do you hear voices? Soft singing summons the final echo of beauty soon to fade.
Sweet fragrance comes to a grieving heart, the sea mourns your leaving.
Go home now, to what this passing pain has brought you.
This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.