"A certain darkness is needed to see the stars." // "The darkest nights produce the brightest stars." Arirua and the Company continue to travel to the Lonely Mountain. They have fought wargs, goblins, orcs, and trolls but they've only completed a third of their journey. Their story is not done yet. But, Arirua, upon hearing of her dearest friend's death, is no longer the same star the Company once knew and loved. She's broken and lost. And as the journey continues, a darkness begins to creep across the land, strangling every form of light it can, including Sythralen's. That same darkness seems to be willing to stop at nothing to destroy what little light Arirua has left. Thirteen dwarves, one hobbit, one wizard, and one lost fallen star.

"Find your own little spitfire, one who won't let you get away with nothin." Freya was a Hale, and it was a name she carried proudly. Freya was part of the Hale pack, and she was proud of that honor. And Freya would do anything in her power to be sure that it wouldn't go down in smoke.

She grew up with the elves but she wasn't one of them. She was something far more mysterious. But when Gandalf offers her a chance to see what lies beyond Rivendell, she cannot refuse. She tried to keep her secret, but it was only a matter of time till they found out. Something far more precious than the gold they seek. Thirteen Dwarves, one Hobbit, one Wizard, and one Lost Fallen Star Previously knows as "Starlight & Flames"