Twin Rings

I've heard the stories about the two rings of power I mean who in middle Earth hasn't? My parents told me before they died, the gold ring they gave to me was suppose to have all this power and was one of the twin rings. I'm not sure if I believe them or not it doesn't seem to do anything other than sit on my finger. But my parents died stealing this ring so I guess it has to be worth something. I lived a normal life I thought, that was until the day I met 13 dwarfs and a hobbit. And from that moment my destiny wrote its own path.

*The Hobbit + Lord of the Rings Fan fiction*