Átaremma i ëa han ëa,
na airë esselya,
aranielya na tuluva,
na carë indómelya
cemendë tambë Erumandë.
Ámen anta síra ilaurëa massamma,
ar ámen apsenë úcaremmar
sív' emmë apsenet tien i úcarer emmen.
Álame tulya úsahtienna
mal ámë etelehta ulcullo.
Násië.
* * * * * * *
Starting to feel those pangs again … perhaps a fourth
reading of The Lord of the Rings is
just over the near hills? There is so much to do, though, so much other stuff
to read, to digest, to write upon. Also the strong urge to move past this limbo, to
get my life in some sort of profitable, regimented order. And so I will
postpone this youthful calling, for a few more weeks and months, allowing only small sips such as the Ataremma
or the ae Adar nín to quench this
thirst.
/nerdgasm
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