Legends of Belariath
Mozenwrathe
Abandoning the Glory for Others
*this poem is the second of three written by the dragon goddess in her own hand. telling of the Ring she created in order to remember him, she speaks again of her fallen lover Rniht`Jakar of House Tor-Nocture. for a dark elf to have changed to drastically, a great love must have been present. Syune was never known to use sorcery to coerce those she favored to her side, and with the teardrops filled with eldritch power which grace the second scroll like diamonds, it is obvious this love was at the very least a mutual one.*
with this one ring could I remember him
yet shall I not bear the sight of it any longer
for such torment is too great for me to bear
reminding me of what loss must I endure for others
never to gain what I desire in return for my efforts
with this one ring would I summon his spirit
gladly would he cheat death and his goddess for me
as such was the bond between our souls at the first
but for sake of all must I never do such a thing
as would the necromancy soon coat my wings with inky blackness
corrupting my spirit in gradual fashion
removing from me all that he once loved of me
with this one ring should I wreak havoc upon the others
those who allowed my one love to perish needlessly
sacrificing him for their own selfish gains and pleasures perverse
laughing as his blood poured from his chest
soaking the insatiable stone beneath his feet with his life
abandoning his body to be picked clean to bone and marrow
even if in his world such is common and expected
with this one ring shall his legend live on
member of the Dark Elven House of Tor-Nocturne no more
but to be thought of always as my first love
a passion so great it would transcend physical limitations
giving strength to me in times most hidden with despair
permitting nothing to betray my heart to wickedness most prevalent
ever my guardian angel shall he be
with this one ring can I let his soul rest
abandoning it to the seas of the Great Turbulence
letting it be carried upon currents vast and numerous
swept from my sight forever more
leaving it to alter the lives of others in positive light
grant blind the chance to see
bestow upon deaf the ability to hear
and give the lame joy and wonder of flight
with this one ring do I kiss his memory goodbye
never to long for him again need I
for while my heart beats within my breast
do I know he belongs to me still
always holding me close with darkness as his guide
while letting my light feed his glorious spirit
my tears his nectar and my love his blood
will I lose him to fates nevermore