Epilogue

So it is spoken in Dransik's Wood:

Alas for Lorien who is lost to us

For in years past, he too fell into the Gulf

But in the gulf he perished not

And rose from the Darkness undying

(Airan kerlorien, sar etwanilon ah malin

Ker ah larantorles, ray airan rutan asintere ah marlandlon

Ah lesse ah landlon, ray marrutan gorstaon

Eletwanion age ah shah gortaken morgorstanion)

And this song we sing here at night

When children are sleeping and know not fright

For weak spirit quiver as the darkness unfolds

And all fear what the future now holds

And so it is sang in Dransik's Wood

We'd all forget the tales if we could

But memory now hovers like a willow tree

Holding soft sway over you and me

Hear the wonders the woods have seen pass

And hints of the future like a looking glass

The tales does hold for the wise they say

While the rest tremble…

And hope for the new day


Copyright 1997 Shadow Robinson