Maglor's Dream by Himring

Chapter 1

Finrod said: I cannot tell,

my wisdom bounded with the world,

my knowing marred as it is marred,

yet hope that you and I might meet again,

beyond its confines tread a path

farther up and further in.

Celebrimbor said: I am not wise,

but cannot wish the world unmarred,

marred by its marring as I am.

May it be mended yet with gold,

if but the cracks admit the light

farther up and further in?

Lying by the empty hearth in the Hall of Fire of long-abandoned Imladris, Maglor saw them all streaming past eastwards, the Noldor with the rest, the descendants of Finwe at their head. Having spoken, Finrod and Celebrimbor rejoined the throng.

Maglor cried out in sleep,

and turned, unwaking,

as in his dream he reached

and could not reach, even in dream,

but still his heart and hand he strained

farther up,

further in.