Farewell sweet earth and northern sky (tinuviel) wrote in valarnet, @ 2013-03-17 12:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | !musical, illyana rasputin (magik), luthien tinuviel |
My dreams have gotten stranger of late. My father sent my beloved on an impossible quest. His death would seal his fate, and my own. What's an elf-maiden to do, but go after him? My own hair became like a cloak to conceal me, and a sword is not my only weapon.
We knew that land once, You and I,
and once we wandered there
in the long days now long gone by,
a dark child and a fair.
Was it on the paths of firelight thought
in winter cold and white,
or in the blue-spun twilit hours
of little early tucked-up beds
in drowsy summer night,
that you and I in Sleep went down
to meet each other there,
your dark hair on your white nightgown
and mine was tangled fair?
We wandered shyly hand in hand,
small footprints in the golden sand,
and gathered pearls and shells in pails,
while all about the nightingales
were singing in the trees.
We dug for silver with our spades,
and caught the sparkle of the seas,
then ran ashore to greenlit glades,
and found the warm and winding lane
that now we cannot find again,
between tall whispering trees.