(Neither time,nor distance,my love.)
To the ends of the earth, would you follow me? There's a world that was meant for our eyes to see. -Lord Huron
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He thought with his Elfen eye, his keenly perceptive vision, sharper than most elves,he was completely aware of his surroundings.Yet the ever so slight movements of these guarding devils,like monstrous
pieces on a chess board,escaped him.It was so subtle,precise and
calculated.
He was being hunted.
Yet he had passed every obstacle, and had only the House of the Serpent in his sights,almost hidden by enormous mounding
clouds,or so he thought.
Their forms changed the closer he got.
Terror struck his heart.
Smaug.That foul creature.And the one that scarred him, killed his father,Romaden,a sorceress dragon.
She met her demise at the end of his sword.
With her dying breath,she marked the king for eternity, trying to destroy his beautiful face.
Ironic,for she was considered the most beautiful dragon ever to behold,and the deadliest.

The pure rage he had felt in that
moment.The loss of control as only vengeance remained.
He had crossed a line that day,edging on the brink of insanity.One he never wished to cross again.
The onslaught that ensued after seeing his father's lifeless, bloodied remains.His young heart shattered into a thousand pieces.
Thranduil shuddered to think of it.
They were not alone.The rest of these guarding lost, demented souls had managed to close in.
The moment is at hand.
Quietly.Calmly.
The king had to walk between Smaug and Romaden to enter.
Summoning more courage than ever he'd ever needed before, steeling himself,he proceeded.
"A familiar smell,Smaug.Isnt it?"
the murderous female hissed.
The king froze.
"That stench?"Smaug replied,
sniffing the air in disgust, "Wretched."
"Now,son."Romaden chided, suppressing a wicked smile.
Son???
I slayed his mother?
A apprehensive shudder ran through Thranduil.
"-I would recognize it anywhere. The distinct aroma of my enemy. The essence of fear." she continued, emphasizing the s's.
Her hot breath blew a wide girth around them,like a whirlwind, sending the Thranduils cape flying,revealing the infamous Elfking.
They knew of my presence all along!How?
"My lord Thranduil,son of Oropher.Welcome.We've been
expecting you."
Only one thought came to him.
My love,stay strong.I will not die here today.
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Bloody hell! Insipid Midguardians!
Should it really be so ... difficult!
"Yes, Paranoid schizophrenic.
Pregnant.Sedated for her,-and YOUR- safety."he emphasized impatiently,"Lethal.Could we possibly move this along in this
lifetime?",Loki spat pointedly.
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The Vampire Elf King
Fanfiction(Book 2 of The Elf King trilogy) The familiar characters and some background information,are,of course,Tolkien,and of Marvels Loki Series.The new are my own creation,a continuation of those stories.I take no credit for Tolkien's or Marvels bodies of...
