The Hobbit: Book One

The Hobbit: Book One

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Aoibheann (Pronounced Even, Meaning: Pleasant, Beautiful sheen, of Radiant beauty) is an elf. She doesn't live in Rivendell or Mirkwood, she lives in Kortirion. She has long bright blonde hair, mostly braided, her eyes are a bright blue. She mostly carries around her bow and her sword her mother passed to her before she was slain by orcs. Kortirion later got destroyed by an orc raid and Aoibheann went on her own soon meeting Gandalf the Gray. Gandalf knew of her and told her to meet him and other dwarves. Aoibheann loved dwarves she met many dwarves in her time, until dwarves grew to hate elves...she never saw any more. That's where Aoibheann meets Thorin and Co. Thorin didn't agree to Aoibheann coming, but he agreed anyway. Most of the dwarves hated her, but she didn't mind. She had friends with Gandalf and Bilbo, she never minded about Gandalf constantly leaving. She only minded about the quest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you enjoy this book about Aoibheann and her adventures with these dwarves, a wizard and a hobbit.
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"Someday you will return home too." Reluctantly, she opened one of the heavy wooden chests. The lid creaked loudly as it flipped back. A dusty cloak. Coins. Letters. Rusty nails. At least a few useful things. She threw the cloak over her shoulders, put the money in her pockets and disappeared outside. Was it worth it? What was still anything worth...? Her hand slid into her leather doublet. She felt something ... soft, very small in her hand. Slowly she pulled it out and eyed it. The little crushed blue flower. Forget-Me-Not. "I will never forget you." She made her way northwarth. Homecoming. The rights of the characters, which I have invented myself and built into this plot, belong to me. The rights of all other characters are owned by John Ronald Reuel Tolkien, Peter Jackson, Philippa Boyens and Guillermo del Toro. This fan fiction is not based on the book "The Little Hobbit" by J. R. R. Tolkien, but on the films "The Hobbit" directed by Peter Jackson.

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