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Second Redemption

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LECTURAS 2,470
Votos 221
Partes 25
Hora 2h 24m

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Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Things it yearns to remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December...

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When the dragon came, her only life was destroyed. Leaving her with a scar to remember. When even her own kind refused to help, she was infuriated. So she embarks on the quest to help her "brother", Thorin to reclaim Erebor. Both share a hate for the elves that betrayed them. 

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Still plagued with the past, she changes nothing. Only when she reveals her true appearance does a knife twist in his heart. She looks like her. But could never be her. 

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Fate's dark design gives them both a second chance at love. Even the dwarves are rooting for a romance. It may hurt them both, or heal the holes in their hearts. They say elves only love once. But that may change.

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