Title: The Bones of Beleriand
Author: Dwimordene
Challenge: Homophones: beech/beach
Rating: K+
Warnings: I did my best with Nandorin wordlists and conjecture.
Summary: Go tell it on the mountains…
Disclaimers: Not Tolkien, not related, broke, not making money. Don't sue please.
The rivers o’erran their banks - presentiment of death to those wakeful. So the Lindi fled to the mountains, and when the Balar-land broke, they wept, for Tear-giver must have died of mourning.
Then Enelwing, Danitharo’s daughter, descended, and in great grief gathered driftwood in her arms - poor bones of Beleriand, lying unhonored!
But wondrous sight: upon the beach, a beech, tall and straight, kelp-hung branches spread low, sheltering shattered trunks.
In reverence Enelwing laid Beleriand’s dead-wood beneath it, bowed low, and went forth in joy to tell her people on the heights: Ivann Galad-tharo lives, and I have met her!
Note: Ivann Galad-tharo is an attempt to give Yavanna a Nandorin name and title, but it's mostly conjecture and Sindarin.