bunn (bunn) wrote,
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Beren

Beren:
I’ll go to the Enemy on the iron throne
across the stone desert to the ruler of the night
Tear the Silmaril from his crown.

Finrod:
From doom there’s no escape
How could I have thought it?
It is a ruinous thought
The curse comes back to haunt us

Beren:
You are neglectful, sire.
You live your endless life in happiness
Here is your ring, a useless gift
If you will not stir yourself to help me

Me, pausing to tear out hair: Why, Luthien, why? You could do so much better. Or if you absolutely must have Beren, *why* did you let him go first???
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