MOON LETTERS : POETRY
In Orodruin’s Shadow - By Constance G.J. Wagner
From The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King -- Book Six, Chapter II, page 901:
but Frodo sighed. His sleep had been uneasy, full of dreams of fire.
Dreams of fire
sear me
mark me
meld me to what awaits.
Waking changes nothing.
I am come to the crucible,
to the End of All Things
And I am consumed.
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