Vanessé ~ Legolas and LOTR

"I am not some prey for a stuck-up elven prince!"
"'Tis a pity, since you would've been a fine catch indeed."

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As a young girl in Los Angeles, Atlanta would dream of a magical realm. She would dream of beautiful, pale trees that stood taller than mountains. She would dream of elegant men and women with billowing hair and beautiful clothing hanging off their graceful shoulders. She would dream of lush meadows filled with small people laughing merrily. But, as she grew older, she began to realize her that her dreams were only that.
Until one day.
She fell.
And fell.
And fell.
Into the arms of a tall, muscular, noble elf by the name of Legolas.