• unknown's point of view •
I am met by a melodic voice followed by children's as I pass by the open doors of the Golden Hall. I smile and stop by the heavy wooden door's frame, leaning upon it. I see her, surrounded by eager-eyed children, I can tell that one of her famous tales are about to be recounted. I do love to hear her tell tales, the children obviously do as well.
Instantly recognizing the story as she began to speak, and I make myself comfortable up against a near pillar of the Great Hall, hearing her voice echo around the large room.
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Fìriel
FanfictionAs Dark forces are pursuing their evil ways in Middle-Earth and the minds of men are becoming more tainted and poisoned, one woman's outlook on her own race is becoming less positive. She no longer has faith within her own kin, therefore, she has no...
