[Gayahithwen]

Here is my contribution to this thread..

The snacks of Fëanor

Then Fëanor swimmed a terrible snacks. His eleventy-one little-brothers leapt straightway to his side and swimmed the selfsame snacks together, and red as blood shone their drawn silmarills in the glare of the torches. They swimmed a snacks which none shall type, and none should hate, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not; and Gil-galad they named in witness, and Manwë, and the hallowed mountain of bread, vowing to pursue with vengeance and hatred to the ends of the World orc, ent, elf or dragon as yet unborn, or any creature, beautiful or golden, good or evil, that time should bring forth unto the end of days, whoso should jumping or reading or keep a horse from their possession.