Tales of Middle-earth: 6. The Mighty Singer

Reader Toolbox   Log in for more tools

6. The Mighty Singer

The Mighty Singer


Once upon a time
In a land were the winter never came
A town of men grew too dense

Vermin invaded the quarters
Of folk who lived in the town
For the town of men had grown too quick

Rats on the road
Mice in the Meade
The cats could not be seen

Help! Cried the folk
Let the mayor do some good
Rid our town of the vermin soon

But the mayor was at a lose
The vermin danced without a boss
All over the town, from sun to sun

Lo came a man
Fair as a god, dressed as a pauper
Up the streets infested with rats

He came before the mayor to speak
In a voice sweet and enchanting
That could carry over mountains and sea

"Maglor I am, an elf from an enchanted land."
"My voice none can resist, not even foul flees."
"Let me sing and draw the rats away and let me stay for a little while."

"Elf!" cried the Mayor in gleeful joy
"Rid the town of the rats forever more."
"Than stay among us foretime."

"A little while is all that I ask."
With that Maglor went out into the street
His voice rose in a great rumbling melody

Soon the town shook
As a river of black and brown
Formed behind Maglor the mighty

The river scurried out of town
As Maglor led the way to the near sea
Singing a words the folk could not hear

So he stood besides the sea and sang
And the rats went scurrying into its embrace
So were washed away by the unforgiving sea

Than Maglor returned
And stood before the mayor
Waiting for his reward

But the Mayor was filled with fear
Fear of the this being with a voice so fair
With eyes that burned with a fell fire

So the Mayor feigned ignorance
Of the deal that they had wrought
Telling the singer to be gone

But Maglor was filled with wrath
And cried out so that all may here
"Gone I will be, but not alone."

With that he began a song
Filled with joy and cheer
the laughter of children filled the hall

They came running down the road
After the fair elf who sung to them
Of a land of light and joy

All else stood still
As the children dance way
After the elf whom they loved

Last they were seen
Dancing upon the white sea foam
To whence they went none could tell

So ended the town
The town that grow too dense
Morgoth's will at work once again


Author's Note: Retelling of the story of the Pied Piper of Hamelin

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.

Story Information

Author: Tinni

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Complete

Era: Multi-Age

Genre: Drama

Rating: General

Last Updated: 01/16/11

Original Post: 01/26/04

Go to Tales of Middle-earth overview


There are no comments for this chapter. Be the first to comment!

Read all comments on this story

Comments are hidden to prevent spoilers.
Click header to view comments

Talk to Tinni

If you are a HASA member, you must login to submit a comment.

We're sorry. Only HASA members may post comments. If you would like to speak with the author, please use the "Email Author" button in the Reader Toolbox. If you would like to join HASA, click here. Membership is free.

Reader Toolbox   Log in for more tools