You fought a guard of borders of Green Forest... You never hesitated to do so, you were the king but you fought beside them your best elite elven sentinels... Shoulder to shoulder, blood to blood in the mist in the trap, in the ambush you fought.
Of course, the dark lord didn't expect this he thought that you should stay in Valinor or behind walls... Not... No way... You had the spirit... You had the elves... Your blade forged in your best blacksmiths with the knowledge of elder days
So you fought, so you protected as a king as a noble heart as a man that should be... Now your people are free, now you live in Middle-earth as free souls of Eldar... Now they want to hear some sweet words that should warm their hearts from you. Here I say: "As a noble soul you served your people and you are my best friend"
When the paladin king puts his hand to your right shoulder everyone cheered two names: "CursedFeanor... Felagund Finrod... CursedFeanor... Felagund Finrod... CursedFeanor... Felagund Finrod..."
Art: Maedhros and Fingon
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As Kings
FantasiAs an image we pass by, only our sons remain in the last, everything seems like an illusion but this helmet, this sword, shield, armour... This soul, this is... Spirit stays the same. From old forgotten days to now we carry our banner, as kings... I...
