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littlemanpoet · 04-11-2004, 08:08 PM

"But I must work it out first!"

"Then do so! Fangorn is still far off, and Lorien many leagues away."

"Give me the morning. Let Liornung cheer you with one of his. I wager he has one at the ready always! Or Bellyn can."

Liornung said, "It is my turn, since the both of you have had a go. I'll sing you to and by Fangorn!"

And he did. Soon it was noon. They stopped for a short meal, under the outer reaches of Fangorn. Then they were on their way again, keeping the great wood to their left. Echo led the other horses on a brisk pace, seemingly at the beck of Mellon. Or Amroth. Ædegard was finding it hard to turn his mind to think of the blacksmith as Amroth, but it was beginning to seem necessary so as not to cause undue ire amongst them. And who knew? Maybe it was somehow the truth of the matter.

Toward the middle of the afternoon, Ædegard announced that he had worked up another.

"We gallop on beneath the bows of Fangorn wood,
remembering that many trees once stood
where grasses grow beneath the sun,
where breezes blow and horses run."

"That is all I can manage at a time. You will have to be satisfied with that."

04-11-2004, 08:08 PM	#34
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	ROHAN: Ædegard "But I must work it out first!" "Then do so! Fangorn is still far off, and Lorien many leagues away." "Give me the morning. Let Liornung cheer you with one of his. I wager he has one at the ready always! Or Bellyn can." Liornung said, "It is my turn, since the both of you have had a go. I'll sing you to and by Fangorn!" And he did. Soon it was noon. They stopped for a short meal, under the outer reaches of Fangorn. Then they were on their way again, keeping the great wood to their left. Echo led the other horses on a brisk pace, seemingly at the beck of Mellon. Or Amroth. Ædegard was finding it hard to turn his mind to think of the blacksmith as Amroth, but it was beginning to seem necessary so as not to cause undue ire amongst them. And who knew? Maybe it was somehow the truth of the matter. Toward the middle of the afternoon, Ædegard announced that he had worked up another. "We gallop on beneath the bows of Fangorn wood, remembering that many trees once stood where grasses grow beneath the sun, where breezes blow and horses run." "That is all I can manage at a time. You will have to be satisfied with that." Last edited by littlemanpoet; 04-12-2004 at 01:54 PM.