In the Dark

We stood in the darkness of the great Dwarf hall,
Surrounded, cold and terrified.

At once a light, bright and warm.
A scattering of goblins everywhere.

And then the heat- the unending fire.
From whence it came we did not know.

Balrog whispered in our ears.

Fire all consuming. Black hot in its cruelty.
It’s coming! It will not stop!

With one last stand,
The Flame of Udun was put out.

Then horror struck,
Gandalf was gone.

Cold, dark, and terrified.
Balrog thundered in our ears.

- Anarelen