Peace doesn't last long in times like this. Sauron is rising and the most powerful people cannot even protect themselves. I am Cerirae, the last White Valar left in Middle Earth. Before the ages began, I sacrificed myself to save the Undying Lands. Eru Ilúvatar allowed me to linger as an elf, and I was forgotten by all. Now just as a distant memory, I must cast away my icy distaste for the Valar and save them before the Marring of Melkor envelops Arda once again. {Silmarillion and Legolas FanFiction}
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