Chapter 0 - poem
Submitted November 9, 2012 Updated November 9, 2012 Status Complete | LOTR: Fireworks are one sort of wizardry that even a homebody hobbit may enjoy.
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Chapter 0 - poem
Chapter 0 - poem
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He grew a garden
A gaffer could envy
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He sailed a swan
Past the curve of the sky
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He sent a dragon roaring
Across the Burglar’s lawn
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He made silver spears
Shriek of battles past
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
Laurelin’s own flowers
Fell towards our faces
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He did this,
Gandalf,
The fire-master
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He grew a garden
A gaffer could envy
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He sailed a swan
Past the curve of the sky
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He sent a dragon roaring
Across the Burglar’s lawn
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He made silver spears
Shriek of battles past
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
Laurelin’s own flowers
Fell towards our faces
With paper and powder and whispered words
And a gleam deep in his red stone
He did this,
Gandalf,
The fire-master
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