The Lay of Alyintitton and Valareinhildë
Dedicated to that 1st little girl I fell in love with and will never forget. The lay of Alyintitton and Valareinhildë. Elbereth, oh Elemmíre, my hope and my despair. Long ago you rescued, me you raised me to the air. Deep and dark my life had been, bereft of woman's care! Until I heard you call to me, like sunshine through the air. Conflict it stirred deep in my soul, a son of Surak's line. To love was not to be for me, even if that love were thine. For years I hid my self from you, what torture I endured. None should know my hidden truth, the secret that I hid. No Vulcan hart did beat in me, it was a man's instead. Long ago I laid it down, I thought that it was dead. But deep in side it called to you, with wonder and with dread. Then at last I set it free, to search for you my love. I saw your face, it felt like heady wine. To me you were a goddess, much more then human kind. Like Lúthien Tinúviel, you seemed to me divine. In bea...