Well I’m back he said, from the hero’s wings,
the ship of the dead, the towers of kings
From fantastic tales of sparkling gods
From the pain that comes with beating the odds
To garden and wife and children’s laughter
To the daily life that happens after
the journey’s end and the deprivations
the deaths, the losses, the fall of nations
If I can’t come back after towers fall
Then the heroes have saved nothing at all.
from the dverse prompt of 1/15/20, “last lines.” The first 5 words are the last line of The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien. Thoughts on the prompt in the first comment.