Jun 1, 2017

Part 137 – Corollaries There was a quiet feel to the air around Annuminas. Though the bright sun of day filled the city with its warmth, a solemnness fell upon the city as the four groups, the Rangers, the men from Trestlebridge, Bree, the Lone Lands, and Dunland located their fallen brothers and sisters and carried them to their respective places of mourning...

May 25, 2017

Part 136 – Fallen Kin A clash with the axe and staff sparked another strike of lightning. Kronog swung his axe one armed as his other arm was too weak from the blood pouring out from the sword wound. His wounds from the animals also made him weak. He was battling as hard as he could and swung wide from the lack of focus by the loss of blood from the many wouds...

May 18, 2017

Part 135 – The Void Opens “You are beaten,” Azagod said to Theomin as she held the staff in her bat-like hand. She looked at the sky as the red flaming eyes of Morgoth came closer to the gate of the void and the smell of sulfur began wafting through the city. “Now begins the returning age of Morgoth and the beginning of Dagor Dagorath.” She held the staff up...

May 11, 2017

Part 134 – Old Enemies Swooping down over Eleswith, a green colored creature much like the others falling upon the others descended upon her and grabbed her by the throat with her long, sharp talon baring foot. The creature crouched down and looked deep into her eyes with glee. “The world you know will fall. Already the staff, the key to Morgoth’s return, is...

May 4, 2017

Part 133 – Citizens Stand Darkness swept across the land. Long shadows of the trees, buildings and hills melded together as shadows had all come together into one. Mist hung in the air as silence fell upon the whole land. No crickets nor the sounds of other nighttime animals made their sounds. It was eerily silent. But that silence was broken. Arrows struck...

May 2, 2017

  Hail Friends! Guess who is back! Did you guys miss me?  Life has been busy, with work and my Kinship and 3 million other hobbies, it was very hard to keep up with the weekly Tolkien inspired poetry. So many times I wanted to publish what little poetry I wrote but I just didnt want to publish something which wouldn’t have done justice to the...

May 1, 2017

As their entourage traveled towards a small trading village in the hills, John was muttering about the time they were making. However, Zaradanoric was overcome with weariness and drifted off to sleep. Dreams provided no shelter for him. Zaradanoric relived the raid on his home eighteen winters ago and his flight to safety. Yet this time he watched from his own...

Apr 27, 2017

Part 132 – Ambush in Annuminas “Just a little further,” Basil said to himself. He had been pulling the lead cart along with help from two others from Ost Forod since the rangers had stayed behind far back at the beginning of the walk into Men Erain. They were at last at the threshold of the gate into Annuminas and the orcs all around were looking at him...

Apr 20, 2017

Part 131 – At the Brink The ten boats floated toward the center of the lake of Evendim. The water was slightly choppy and the men of Trestlebridge rowing the boats faught with the current as it tried to take the boats eastward toward the Colossus, which marked the southern end of the lake, past the captured city of Annuminas. In the center of the fleet of...

Apr 13, 2017

Part 130 – Sacrifice Sergee, Estonethiel and the elves of Lin Giliath ran eastward on the Evendim road and then north toward the gap between the hills and Ost Forod. They were silent, stealthy, and quick. Very quick, in fact, as it was quickly becoming difficult for Sergee to keep up with the host of elves. But even as they moved quickly, they were very...

Apr 5, 2017

Part 129 – Those Who Defend The sun had not yet risen over the horizon in the east. The land was dark as was the road westward. The early signs of light began to peak from the east, as the stars above began to fade from the dark backdrop of night and the slightest hints of indigo began phasing in the east. A thick mist hung over the lands as the surrounding...

Mar 30, 2017

Part 128 – The Cold Wind Arrives A strong wind blew in from the north. Its gusts raged through the hills all about as strange sounds began to fill the night air. Far off, a horn blew out in the blackness of the night. Many horns from far away and with every horn blow, the gusts of wind blew stronger. Nearby tents were ripped from their stakes as the wind...

Mar 23, 2017

Part 127 – The Cold Winds Blow The morning was bright and busy were the workers all about. Waving goodbye to the travelers heading out was Herion. The travelers were the Warriors of Eriador and it was the day they departed from Annuminas. As they departed, Herion waved goodbye as he had a sudden feeling of the weight of the entire city of Annuminas on his...

Mar 16, 2017

Part 126 – The Elves of Lin Giliath Morning had come to the lands of the North Downs. The grassy fields in the Kingsfell were bright green as birds chirped their songs all morning long. The vibrant sparkling of the morning dew on the leaves of the trees, tall and proud, sparkled as the branches held flocks of birds that took flight together up into the sky as...

Mar 10, 2017

A week later Zaradanoric felt able to travel again. He had spent much time while he was waiting with Katherine Oaklane, the intriguing lore-master. Partially, this was due to the manner of his wounds, which required expert skill that she had the knowledge of. After that night on the cliff fighting the possessor spirit, the two had grown closer as friends and...

Mar 9, 2017

Part 125 – The Blood Path The air was thick and sinister. A feeling of dread hung heavy in the atmosphere at the threshold of the path toward the Bonevales. No bird chirps could be heard for quite a while before coming to the edge. Only wind blew through narrow pass before the steps into the stone laden valley that connected the southern part of Enedwaith to...

Mar 2, 2017

Part 124 – Failure Too Far Afield Early it was in the ruins of Ost Guruth. Not a soul was awake save one farmer in the western part of the ruins who was tending his farm before the light of day came. The stars were still shining down on Lone Lands, full and beautiful they were as was the moon as it began to sink down toward the horizon. The rays of the sun had...

Feb 23, 2017

Part 123 – Eastward Bound The rising sun in the village of Bree was bright and warm. All around, the patrons of the village bustled about on their work going this way and that as others sat and watched, chatting about the day and days gone by. The scholar’s way was no exception. Through the entirety of the way, men were selling meats to hungry patrons near the...

Feb 16, 2017

Part 122 – The Cruelty of Fornost “What is that?” Eleswith asked. She was staring at the nearby woods just outside the village of Dale. The sound was that of a child crying far off in the distance. “Is that a child?” “Please, Eleswith,” Helesdir said. He grabbed her hand and held it tight to his chest. “Please, do not push me away. I have traveled so far to see...

Feb 9, 2017

Part 121 – Midnight Incursion “When is the next group arriving, Pentsgel?” a man in a crimson halbark and fur cap asked another who was at the entrance of the tall rift of the Ram Duath. He sported a long beard that stretched down to the mid of his chest and held in his hand a pike which looked to be more than six feet in length. Above the two men stood the two...