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The breaking of the World, by Fiamma Galathon.
Hear now the winds that shape the sky in foam of sunset billow
Crying light of stars like branches weighing down the weeping willow!
See the rain in clouds of lightning dark the land beneath it veiling
Like a light in bed of shadows valleys and mountains assailing!
The airs of ancient times were risen past the heavens of the seas
Bound to blessed lands where no one but the Star of High Hope flees,
And the waters deep and older than those times uncounted went
Outwards spilling forth in rivers as the world around them bent:
So that land undying now beyond the rim of stars is flown
And the west and starward country under waves of waters thrown,
And lost in the deeps now lie the legacies of mortal kings
Cradled at the heart of Arda where unmarred the Music sings…