Melleth nîn

Melleth nîn

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Lord Of The Rings
(as) i've begun to learn who you are, and how (deep) your soul is, (as) i've begun to notice how perfect you are for me, each hour i long for (the) moment where i may finally be by your side like the blueness of the (ocean is) constant, so are the thoughts (between) each second that possess your name i cannot think of a world where an (us) does not exist because I've become so attached to the idea of always being yours (is) it bad? is it good? that (my) heart is forever set on you? sometimes it's difficult to tell i (love) days like today when the sun is out and my mind is clear like the sky, i just you were here to enjoy it i will wait however long it takes (for) that day to come because i've never known anyone as breathtaking as (you) --- m.k. I do not own any recognizable work of J.R.R Tolkien nor Peter Jackson, this is simply for entertainment purposes
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"Someday you will return home too." Reluctantly, she opened one of the heavy wooden chests. The lid creaked loudly as it flipped back. A dusty cloak. Coins. Letters. Rusty nails. At least a few useful things. She threw the cloak over her shoulders, put the money in her pockets and disappeared outside. Was it worth it? What was still anything worth...? Her hand slid into her leather doublet. She felt something ... soft, very small in her hand. Slowly she pulled it out and eyed it. The little crushed blue flower. Forget-Me-Not. "I will never forget you." She made her way northwarth. Homecoming. The rights of the characters, which I have invented myself and built into this plot, belong to me. The rights of all other characters are owned by John Ronald Reuel Tolkien, Peter Jackson, Philippa Boyens and Guillermo del Toro. This fan fiction is not based on the book "The Little Hobbit" by J. R. R. Tolkien, but on the films "The Hobbit" directed by Peter Jackson.

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