User blog:High Prince Imrahil/The End of Dol Amroth. . .

Those of you that still play Awakening know that my Kingdom of Dol Amroth long ago ceased to be a major power. . . or any kind of power for that matter. . . but this day its glorious history has finally come to an end.

The history of the kingdom started with its glorious [http://lotrminecraftmod.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:High_Prince_Imrahil/Some_news_from_The_Awakening_Server._._. Declaration of Independance] and continued to victory in several wars against Sauron. But slowly it fell into decline as many abandoned it, including all three of the original founders. Thus Dol Amroth fell into disrepair and this day the final decision was made to disband the realm and give the land back to Gondor. It is a bittersweet day, as I no longer worry about the kingdom, but my dreams are haunted by the realm in its glory. . . I wrote a little poem to describe my feelings.

The king of seaside kingdom once fair,

Sat beside the fire, in his chair,

Thinking back on broken dreams,

On what his kingdom once was, on what he thought it could be,

Many white houses, in the bay,

Where once happy children played,

Where warriors strong and fair,

Made their homes, with such care,

Yet now they lie silent, silent as graves,

''Many white houses, near the bay. ''

Now the king walked along streets so fair,

Remembering, at each house, who had lived there,

''For they had once been his close friends. ''

But now they were gone, left for better lands, 

Empty taverns, markets, and stores,

Empty libraries filled with lore,

Yet all was now empty, the streets were bare, 

Merchants no longer sold their wares.

"Should I leave or should I stay,

For perhaps some people might return some day,

Some people, who's voices, in the market shall ring,"

Thought the departing sea-side king,

"Nay, those days are long past,

I should have known it couldn't last,

Once this was a kingdom strong,

People came in droves, in throngs,

To see the wonders of Tirith Aear,

But people no longer come here,

The city's in ruin, in utter decay."

''And the king turned around, and rode sadly away. ''