Angels on the Moon (A Hobbit Fanfiction)

Angels on the Moon (A Hobbit Fanfiction)

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Braig swished his mane, tossing his head in the air; he loved to go on runs. He had the most beautiful coat, white and black, he was a paint. Many thought it strange, seeing him, no other horse in Middle Earth had his colors. Alas, he was not from Middle Earth, nor was his rider. I wasn't from this land, although, I had been here for many, many years. I am not here because I've done a good deed. I was sent here for a punishment. I was allowed to take a five items I cherished, one being Braig. There are a few of me on this earth, how many I do not know. I have not met any in my travels, but I know they are here. Misunderstood creatures we are. Some might say demons, devils, monsters... we've heard them all before. We keep our identity hidden, but still keep it close to our hearts, though, we always remember what we are, what we've done. We are the fallen ones, we are Exiles.
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Note: English is not my first language. This story is inspired by the series The Rings of Power. In the beginning, there was only the light... pure, ancient, and unbroken. It flowed through every living thing, a whisper of creation and a promise of hope. Yet where light shines, shadows always follow, waiting in silence for their moment to return. They met in the stillness between duty and dawn - when the world was quiet enough for hearts to speak. She wore the light of her lineage like armor, golden and untouchable, yet her eyes sought the truth beyond the walls of her father's throne. He was the herald, sworn to carry the words of kings, not the whispers of his own soul. But when their gazes met, the air itself seemed to tremble - as if creation remembered the sound of its first heartbeat. Their love was a secret woven between shadows, fragile as morning mist and fierce as the flame that shapes steel. The world would have called it betrayal, but to them it was salvation, the one place where duty could not reach and silence could not reign. And though they knew the dawn would break them apart, still they chose to stand in that forbidden light, even for a single heartbeat more. 18+ guys....i think.

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