Fell Winter of TA2911

- Shelob
White wolf stalks quietly between trees
Soft footfalls silent in the twilight
A whispering breeze rustles dead leaves
Bright moon in the sky, glowing white

Long winter, fell, with biting cold
The River Brandywine frozen across
Great white wolves, roving and bold
A traveler alone, was soon lost

Deep, frosty snow blankets the Shire
Wolf howls echoing, over all the land
Hobbits and men shiver by their fire
And close strong doors against the wind