"A Dark Elf?" Lord Elrond sits up.
"Yes." I say.
"My word..." He mutters.
"Lord Elrond, how can we become Dark Elves?" I ask.
"I... it has never happened before. From orcs, yes, I know of that. But Dark Elves?" Lord Elrond looks at me.
"I do not get it either." I say.
It is beyond belief. I saw his hatred. I felt his hatred towards... our father. It was something ghastly. It was evil but from another world. I grip my hands. I still feel like they're shaking. Lord Elrond stands up. He looks at me.
"Come my lord Legolas. I think there is something that can help us both." He turns.
I stand up. I start following him. He leads me down the halls of Rivendell. I feel the wind. He leads me into a room I had not seen before. There's a darkness to it. It feels dark. I grip my hands. There's something in here. Something powerful. The room's air as I breathed in feels cold and dusted. Shrouded in shadows.
"What is this place?" I ask.
"I... I do not truly know." Lord Elrond says to me.
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𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰
FantasiAnother Lord of the Ring's fanfic. Well, it's more like a hobbit fanfic, but Aragon and Gimli are there as well. This might be out there but I'm doing it. Please don't hate me. An elf rises to power and is aligned with Sauron. One elf that came from...
