Subject: Hi!1!!! Here is a poem fic because im crazy and i cant get my brain to write actul stories
Posted on: 2021-09-06 21:37:56 UTC

Edit: Ive gotten the formatting right now so it actually looks like a poem. Title: Lament for the fantasy genre

Her mission to kill the Witchking of Angmar completed, Rebecca sat on a rock and sang

"Ancient days all have passed away

And the loveless rule the land

Now good men fear their friends’ swords and spears

For a traitor’s pay no man will stay

And be true to all his oaths

A lover’s kiss falls on bleeding lips

As weeping fills the air

For the faithless wait behind every gate

Wielding swords with their poisoned words

Now I long for the days when all men were true

And a man’s word was his bond

But now my tears fall on deafened ears

For no one will hear my words"

((This is Claire. I'm hoping someone writes a story with Rebecca in it, but I'm also terrified because that probably means all Mordor is going to break loose.))

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