Grey- Legolas Greenleaf
- OKUNANLAR 228
- Oylar 5
- Bölümler 6
"...would you leave, only to never be able to remember the touch of anything but his skin?"
Inspired by Too Sweet by Hozier.
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Grey has (technically) only lived three years upon Middle Earth. Although she knows she has been here for years, she cannot remember life before the faithful day Elrond saved her life. She is different, she knows, but the 'why' has been long enough questioned that it almost no longer matters- until it does.
Gandalf has lived many years on Middle Earth. He had seen the indescribable, only able to understand when the Valar deems it the right time. She is different, he knows, and the Valar told him why.
Legolas has never lived a year on Middle Earth. Well, he breathed. But his pining heart was preyed on by fate, the death of his mother and the rejection of Tauriel kept him from believing he was living. It took so long for him to just accept that he would never truly live, and it came to the point where he simply did not care- until he does.
"Shadow of the Valar, Most High of Wanderers."
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