In the halls of Minas Tirith, where the sun dips low

A gathering of the wise, with secrets to bestow

The Council of Elrond, a meeting of great might

But little did they know, a traitor in their sight

The shadow in the council, a deceitful guise

Boromir's words, a treacherous surprise

The Fellowship's fate, hangs in the balance true

As the darkness closes in, what will they do?

Frodo's tale of the Ring, a burden to bear

The weight of the world, on his shoulders so fair

But Boromir's eyes, with greed did gleam

As he sought to take the Ring, and make it his own dream

The shadow in the council, a deceitful guise

Boromir's words, a treacherous surprise

The Fellowship's fate, hangs in the balance true

As the darkness closes in, what will they do?

The Fellowship's bond, will it hold strong?

Or will the Ring's power, tear them apart all wrong?

The choice is clear, but the path is unsure

Will they resist the darkness, or succumb to its lure?

The shadow in the council, a deceitful guise

Boromir's words, a treacherous surprise

The Fellowship's fate, hangs in the balance true

As the darkness closes in, what will they do?

The Council's secrets, now laid bare

The Fellowship's journey, fraught with danger and care

But still they stand, united as one

Against the darkness, their quest has just begun.