Homophones challenge: reign/rein/rain: Impartial Offering by Dwimordene
Title: Impartial Offering
Author: Dwimordene
Challenge: Homophones: reign/rain/rein
Rating: K+
Summary: Rain falls where it will; water flows even to the lowest point.
Disclaimers: Not Tolkien, not related, broke, not making money. Don't sue please.
In the dry-dust lands, they walk: two hobbits, with the fate of the west in their hands. Swords rein in the Dark Lord’s onslaughts, but cannot unmake Sauron. Only fire can finish a spirit of fire.
But fire needs water: Water, clean water! Parched sinews burn with thirst and raise their cry.
Ulmo reigns in the deeps, runs in the veins of the world: living in puddles, in cistern-cups of rains long since fallen, bitter as the struggle to bore into this land - life for whomever he finds.
He finds hobbits.
In joy they drink, and in hope, pass eastward.
'If only the Lady could see us or hear us, I'd say to her: Your Ladyship, all we want is light and water: just clean water and plain daylight, better than any jewels, begging your pardon.' - Sam, "The Land of Shadow", ROTK
Author: Dwimordene
Challenge: Homophones: reign/rain/rein
Rating: K+
Summary: Rain falls where it will; water flows even to the lowest point.
Disclaimers: Not Tolkien, not related, broke, not making money. Don't sue please.
In the dry-dust lands, they walk: two hobbits, with the fate of the west in their hands. Swords rein in the Dark Lord’s onslaughts, but cannot unmake Sauron. Only fire can finish a spirit of fire.
But fire needs water: Water, clean water! Parched sinews burn with thirst and raise their cry.
Ulmo reigns in the deeps, runs in the veins of the world: living in puddles, in cistern-cups of rains long since fallen, bitter as the struggle to bore into this land - life for whomever he finds.
He finds hobbits.
In joy they drink, and in hope, pass eastward.
'If only the Lady could see us or hear us, I'd say to her: Your Ladyship, all we want is light and water: just clean water and plain daylight, better than any jewels, begging your pardon.' - Sam, "The Land of Shadow", ROTK