I Will Not Say

The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
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I Will Not Say
Summary
Finduilas' life with Niënor and beyond, from Nargothrond to the Last Alliance.
Note
Filling the_wavesinger‘s lovely prompt for silmladylove: Finduilas/Niënor, “I will not say the day is done, or bid the stars farewell.”

Your distant heart is what I sought,
Betrayed by loves and loving -
Your bright eyes, your will that fought
Even a dragon's cunning.

You tall and proud and oh so fair
Upon the hilltop lingering
I took your hand, took you from there,
Your hand in mine fast clinging.

I kissed you in the forest glade,
In hope you'd start remembering,
Your returnéd kiss burned a cascade
Of stars inside me twinkling.

From battered hills we walked alone
To seashores all a-sighing
And there I pledged my love, my own
My heart for you undying.

Years went by, your hair grew grey
And our time was slowly fading,
But I would not call an end to Day,
Nor grant the stars their passing.

With your last kiss upon my lips,
I took my spear for fighting,
Bound my breasts, girded my hips,
And became a stroke of lightning!

Your name became my battle-cry
"Niënor!" my enemies ruining
They hear my voice and then they die
My spear has them for pruning.

Years wear on and I defend
This land that I am holding
Where you walked, my footsteps wend
And kiss the ground remembering.

Alas, I am but made of earth,
And Sauron's hand is hell
I'll fight him yet for all I'm worth
And bid not the stars farewell.