Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-26149161-20170906213505/@comment-31020939-20170920160543

My little adjustments on several lines, for improved flow (I write poetry often) : CORRUPTED demon of the ancient world Drew BOTH blade and whip that curled; TUMULTUOUS, BLAZING, FEROCIOUS GRINDING But the BRILLIANT light of Glorfindel BLINDING Fearless on day of Reckoning His shield of gold SHINED valiant His blade engraved with adamant; He sang a song of Eldamar, And shining grew unto a star; Then lept forth in golden ire Undaunted then to vanquish fire; They battled long above the abyss, Glorfindel’s song recalled the bliss Of golden fields of Valmar wide And GREAT Gondolin in its pride; The swords BRIGHT clashed in GHOSTLY flame The demon not could HERO maim, But neither could THAT dark shadow Slay the golden Elf aglow; For the undimmed Light of VALAR Trees Shone in his spirit fair and free; But day WANED, Glorfindel tired, And kindled, the demon’s wrath was fired Over rock, above ravine. On deep cleft mountain pass between But the victory of DARK Angband Was to slip from its DARK hand, For in the darkness of defeat The demon fell upon its feet And fell crying into dark ravine Which neither men or Elves have seen; But grief befell THE Gondolindrim For valiant Glorfindel, on the rim Was PULLED DOWN by his golden hair, And fell from THE HEIGHT below the stair; There perished the hero of Gondolin For whom otherwise Eärendil might not have been, But Thorondor came on winged breath And bore him thence from within the cleft, On mountainside they laid him fair A mound of grass they made with care, With golden flowers blooming there; Never shall that cairn from PEAK descend Till the World is changed and the World SHALL end.