Becoming Aredhel
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Aredhel lived a simple life with her loving family, and she liked it that way.
Elladan, son of Elrond, felt trapped in his monotonous life of responsibilities, plagued with hopes for the future and hopes of finding his soulmate.
When evil rises in Middle Earth, the two find each other in the most sorrowful circumstances. Together, they will find what matters most in the end- the only thing in existence that can heal even the most broken of hearts.
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This is an Elladan Fanfiction. It is noncanon and completely made up from my mind.
This story contains mature scenes including: violence, angst, mentioning of suicide, and mild sexual references. This is not erotic or disgustingly violent, but please read with caution. I care about the pure minds of my readers.
The photo is not mine. All credit goes to @aclotheshorse on Instagram. Check out her page!
Hope you enjoy. xxx
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