Post by MT on Mar 29, 2012 0:01:53 GMT -7
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Shadows fill an empty heart
As love is fading,
From all the things that we are
But are not saying.
Can we see beyond the scars
And make it to the dawn?
What about now?
What about today?
As love is fading,
From all the things that we are
But are not saying.
Can we see beyond the scars
And make it to the dawn?
What about now?
What about today?
You hear an elderly voice- crippled with age singing. For its age- it is a magical and enchanting voice, and it captivates you. It is like a spell- curling itself around you and it draws you in. Your mind wants to know who the voice belongs to- and thus like Beren chancing upon Luthien you stumble across a man with a pointy cap… long grey beard. A happy fellow. His bright blue eyes an ocean of stories notice you- as soon as you break through the clearing. He sits there watching you as you move towards him- he is smoking his pipe… a cloud of smoke slowly breaks into the air and floats away- without a care in the world. But before you can say anything- his lips move… and his aged voice speaks:
‘Hello there traveller. Care to hear a story?
Come with me, and let us take a stroll through the Mountains, amongst the never-failing trees and along the shores.’
Not caring what time it is. You sit in his cart and look at the road ahead… His voice penetrates your mind- and images come vividly into your mind. You are no longer under his spell… but the spell of Arda and what it is.
‘Hello there traveller. Care to hear a story?
Come with me, and let us take a stroll through the Mountains, amongst the never-failing trees and along the shores.’
Not caring what time it is. You sit in his cart and look at the road ahead… His voice penetrates your mind- and images come vividly into your mind. You are no longer under his spell… but the spell of Arda and what it is.
Most stories begin at the beginning. But you enter a world already ravished by war aplenty. A world stolen with beauty and loyalty. Decorated with friendship and courage. A world where darkness sits in the corner ready to swallow you. All peril is not lost- and a world that had once seen tranquillity… now, never sees rest.
Arda had gone through strenuous change in recent decades and millenniums. It has seen forces that could not be reckoned with- but were. Where destruction and need strove above all things- hope has remained. A life force continues in Arda. Alliances are shifted, friendships and loyalties forgotten, and love… long lost in the tide of all things.
But even the smallest of treasures can be found once more. The most insignificant stories brought alive like the warm embers of a blaze waiting to take down an entire forest. The War of the Ring had proven that even the smallest of things… had the power to amend the world, and the way things were radically. Thus, even the movement of a single person affected the shift of Arda.
What about now?
What about today?
The world is no longer what it was during the times of the 'Fae Da Khi'- one of those forces that had the strength not to be reckoned with. But it was not free from power- that treasure that spurred all men into lust. A somewhat fervent and tactful force is taking its deep plunge and brewing. An empire just as smart and tactile.
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Darkness spreads over Middle Earth will you help defend it or bring it all to darkness? The decision is all yours...
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