Heart of Glass

Heart of Glass

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Fanfic
Lord Of The Rings
(Most likely not going to follow the hobbit trilogy plot line at all, I may use some aspects of the story though.) Once, you were the great elvish wife of the King under the Mountain, Thorin Oakenshield. Despite how many disapproved of your marriage, you thought you loved him. Until he discarded you so easily all for the great riches of Erebor. He rather his home than his love. Until you shamefully lay crying in the desolate village, where your true king, the great elvish king Thranduil came across you. This is the story of how you fell for his majesty, and your wrath for thorin had made your soul cry for the revenge you deserved.
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When a darkness spreads across Mirkwood, a mighty elven kingdom is robbed from its bliss. A once vibrant people hides behind the walls of their kingdom and the forest grew into a bleak and uneasy place. The other realms suspected Thranduil of being embittered by Saurons return, the growing darkening of his kingdom and the domination of Shelob's children beneath the canopy of his forest. Nothing could've been further from the truth. There was another reason why Thranduil grew bitter and isolated. A reason no one dared to speak about. And as people stopped talking about it, memories faded, got twisted and turned, until dozens of versions left people confused. They had forgotten Thranduils love for life, for his kingdom. The memories fell into extinction and people no longer remembered. Except for Thranduil. This is the story of Thranduil and the memories he hid in the depths of his soul. A pain that has wrenched his heart. A pain that can best be described as; 'agony.'

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