Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-28565579-20170529205240

Sending out the ships From atop the towers, On the greatest of trips To claim what is ours.
 * 1) title:Poem of Akallabeth
 * 2) author:{name:gondor_man}
 * 3) will try to think of a better name - suggestions are welcome
 * 4) types:gondor,eriador,near_harad

And as they awayed To regions afar, We people that stayed Awaited the hour,

Of triumphant return Of eternal rejoice. Then the skies did turn With a thunderous voice.

The wave it did come The wave it reached high, The land overcome Lost far from the sky.

The towers they fell The ships were sunk deep, Silent was the bell Forever asleep.

Yet some were not drowned They fled from the wave, They found higher ground Were they forgave?

The years rolled on The time it grew thin, But from father to son They remembered the sin.

But still now we wonder What became of our kin? Which sea are they under? What world are they in?  