"upon wings of thunder the tyrant comes..." one soldier says to the other, "I do not see anything... is it not the storm that i am hearing?" "No, tis the destroyer of faith, love, hope, and future." "could anyone be so careless?" "aye, and it is we who are to stand against him, how old are you?" "sixteen sir." "ah, do you have a wife yet?" "no sir, i am engaged." "how does she feel?" "that i am doing my duty." "ah ha, well upon this night you will have your honor and valor of battle." "sir!" The oncoming Uruk-Hai start to litter the scenery with their foul presence, the soldiers start to tremble. the army stops once it's thunderous uproar is silenced. the two armies are ready to strike, the first soldier asks, "Are you ready?" under his breath. "i hope so." "your father would be proud." then the first arrow started the battle.
This commemorates those who died in the battle of Helm's deep. may their souls find the illuvitar at the end of all things.
well all, i have joined to start on the forum for writing nonesense and to hone my abilities with the pen, but i have also joined because the valar guild has always been my family, or for as long as i can remember i have been a part of it. mayhap informally, but it is nice to join you all! this is just a snippit, but i hope to converse with you all promptly!