Amy LonDon

A city there was of seven names
With beauty exceeding its fame
But none shall ever be the same
When darkness lit it aflame

The prosperous streets shed in blood
Overwhelmed by undefeatable flood
The virgorous garden stained with mud
The two trees that shall never bud

There the dawn of summer was red dyed
For on battlement many fair had died
Amid flaming houses the maidens cried
Beneath crushing walls men flied

Where does the singing stone now lie
Ruined all by a miserable lie
When will the fallen open now their eyes
In which blood tinted the morn sky?

一首给Gondolin的诗，算是迟到的夏日之门礼物吧。

今年的05月23是读完宝钻的第一个夏日之门。最近正好在看新买的HoMe2里的The Fall of Gondolin【其实第一部都没看，是为了找那个传说中的第一纪元的小莱先去看2的……】，真是既扣人心弦又虐心难受……托老最大的本领就在于先把一个（群）人（精）写得好到极致，然后突然猝不及防咔嚓一下就领便当……

Ps. 有点不是很懂：夏日之门既然是迎接夏天，那不应该是夏至吗？