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An Unexpected Visit - Part 11«I was the one who found Tauriel in the woods, many years ago. She was the lone survivor of an orc-attack of a company of elves traveling west. Her mother had hidden her in a hollow log, and I heard the cries one day when I was out riding with my father. I was a young elf, but she was an infant, and the moment I saw her and took her in my arms she stopped crying and looked at me with those big, green eyes of hers. I was enthralled, and even if my father never approved I always loved her. I gave her all the greatest gifts; her home, her life, her position. Had I not asked my father for his kindness, she would have died in that forest when she was a child. All I ever did for her, I did out of love. Do you see now that I love her, that she belongs with me?»An Unexpected Visit - Part 11 by Ingvild-S
Fíli was surprised by what the elf told him. He touched his beard and took a step forward in a haze of information and new things to consider.
«Now?» Legolas looked as if he was anxious to hear what Fíli t
Dis' letter - Preface“I have lost much in this yet short life of mine,”Dis' letter - Preface by Ingvild-S
Dís sat in a deep chair, her short feet dangling, barely grazing the floor. Even as a dwarf she was reckoned small, as she was shorter than most of her kin.
A single candle was standing beside her hand. The room was dark but for the little flame beside her. It threw a solemn light on the words she had written.
The pen in her hand scratched the paper before she stopped again and returned it to its ink stand. Balls of paper were scattered around her on the table and the floor. She had started writing and then changed her mind many times by the count of them.
Dís was about to curl the paper before her in her hands, but she stopped herself. She stared at the words. “I have lost much”. Dís had never been especially poetic and this would prove to be the hardest letter she would ever write. Again, she put the pen to the paper and continued to write.
“I lost my mother to the scorching fires of Smaug
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The Cave~Part TwoThe wind and the rain were relentless; they pushed and pulled the traveler this way and that. With numbing fingers she gripped her cloak desperately trying to keep the rain and wind off her chilled body as she staggered forward through the black night. Her fingers had not the strength to keep hold any longer. A vicious blast of wind tore the cloak from her weak grasp exposing her already shivering form to the full fury of the elements. She fumbled trying in vain to pull it back about her, but it did little good. Her hair and cloak blew about in a wild dance as the rain did its work soaking her to the bone. Defeated, she stumbled forward catching herself against a large tree, happy for the little protection it offered from the Deluge. She lent her head against the trunk Closing her eyes. “Dyn..What have you got yourself into?” She smirked at the sound of her small voice against the wind, letting out a quite chuckle, “I mElyssium-Lissadell