Poetic much?

1. Lord of the Rings.

#Fanfiction.

Far over the seas,
A place that sight cannot seize,
Of elves and hobbits
With their strange habits.
Of Gandalf the Grey
And Saruman the White,
With their never-ending might.
Of Barad-Dur in Mordor
With its menacing odour,
And swelling armies.
In the land,
Where the One ring exists
In the possession of Bilbo Baggins
Which ever seeks it's master Sauron,
Who dwells in the land of shadows and war.
The council of Elrond,
That never goes wrong
For it is procured from ancient lore
And concerned the ring that Frodo bore.
So then the Fellowship of the Ring set forth,
Across wide lands on an endless journey
Whence,
They Battled Saruman the White
And his armies of unmatched might,
Through day and night
Without any hope or light.
Journeying along the river Anduin,
Amidst all the ruin,
Along Khazad-Dum and Moria,
And the glimmering mirrormere.
This is a tale of good and evil,
Of the dwellers of middle earth against the devil.
So beware,
Of the Nazgul on wings,
And the Lord of the rings!
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Author's not so cool notes:

Hey there, fair one.
So there goes my debut in the world of literary arts. XD.

Constructive criticism is welcome and feedback is appreciated!

Until next time,
Au revoir!