A short free verse poem about the tragic death of Maedhros. The loss of his life brings an end to another Silmaril, one of three jewels that he, his father, and brothers swore to take back from the evil Dark Lord Morgoth. This was originally a found poem written for school, inspired by phrases from the short story "To Build A Fire" by Jack London. After it was marked, I altered the words a little to make it much more Tolkienesque :D