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by Lindir Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Fiction · Fantasy · #987469
This is poetry I thought up on a whim...based on mythological concepts.
Original Version
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Finbrethil was a seafar'd man
that sail'd a ship of silver made;
upon the waters glade his thought
and out until the dawn he stay'd.
'Till then the sun came o'er the brink
and shone with brightness on its prow,
for then he vanished like the mist
of morning on the forest's brow.

His habergeon was made of gold,
of silver was his shining crest,
and round his neck with pride he wore
an amethyst upon his breast.
He sail'd the shore of Thedolin
and found the goddess of the sea,
and Ningarfin he called to her
of old, said what her name would be.

She turned to him without a care
and wrought in him a curse with light
of silver lanterns on his ship;
a dying doom so fair and bright.
And with the light she passed away
to leave him to the raging storm;
when all was hopeless in the night
and to the underworld be born.

But Finbrethil was not so soft,
and curséd he the light that gift,
and with his words he turn'd away
the light, and set it out to drift.
And when she saw the deed he'd done
did Ningarfin then claim the light,
and sought to watch him from the shore,
so shining, ever fair and bright.

So brave was he that saw her first,
a spirit that should never rest,
as he who scorned the light of she:
the flammifer of Caronthest
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All my review-ers for this poem (thanks so much by the way) have asked that I make this poem longer to fit the epic style that it follows. I have it out for revision and a similar one to it that may appear soon.
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