The protecter

The protecter

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He walked into Rivendell with his hood up his ears picking up movement before he turned and caught the person in a hug, his hood falling off his head showing his face. "you miss me?" he teased with a gruff voice "course I did" the other person replied having a female voice, "We haven't seen you in years, I- we thought something happened" the person stated with a upset distant look, "darling, if something happened who would be here to help you and your idiot of a brother" he teased with a slight smile, his blue eyes having a spark of joy in them for the first time in a while. The start of this story takes place a day before thorin and the company find themselves in Rivendell- (The hobbit - lord of the rings) (Male oc x male oc) (In progress of a re-write before continuing the actual plot.)
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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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