Life With Fire(Legolas FanFic)
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A child in the the night was as tucked in between roots of a tree. Blood was splattered around the area that the child was in. He was a beautiful child, shined with life. But no one was around him. Then the child cried "Ada?" The only person who heard him was a simple wood cuter, but this child was not ordinary.
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