The Fall of Finrod’s Song

jwhhobbs22
Jan 10, 2025
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Where sand and seas are swept

Warmth dies

And shade lies

The quiet before the swell

The rise of his voice

Ensnared in one’s own trap

Treachery, the blood-deep ruin of noble and land.

This poem was inspired by J.R.R Tolkien’s Silmarillion, and Clamavi ‘De Profundis’s choir adaptation of his song.

The video itself can be found here, which I would recommend as well as Tolkien’s classics:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eWZCYuYR6s

Have a pleasant week,

J.W.H Hobbs.

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