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thinking about young norman reedus. jez i just can't take this man out of my head rar

probably gonna write something

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Whispers of Eternit - First Charpter

Summary: Thranduil, a virtuous King, lives in complete solitude in the midst of his kingdom. The arrival of two unexpected travelers precedes the beginning of what would soon be called the dark ages. Gandalf, the traveling wizard, accompanied by an unknown sick woman. A story of discovery and regret, which completely shook an entire kingdom.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, just my main girl. Tolkien is the man that build this masterpiece of a world, and we are here for it exploring the endless possibilities.

Notes: Finally posting in a while, just hold on cause this is gonna be good! :) English isn't my first language but i tried my best, hope you like it and be excited for the next charpters as much as I am.

° The Lonely King

In a hole in the ground lived a hobbit. A quite hobbit with few desires other than to smoke his pipe in the peace of his home. A hobbit who, without even imagining it, would have his life turned upside down by the great adventure that awaited him. However, before this creature even existed, at the beginning of the third era, there was a somewhat peculiar story. The events of this period called the beginning of the dark ages and the story tells how a small people were transformed in the face of hate and love. And so it begins.

In a palace in the forest there lived an elf. Not too big or too small, but certainly welcoming. Around him stood a kingdom, an elven kingdom. In front of the vast world, where there were creatures of the most diverse traits and cultures, lived the elves, endowed with a thousand and one abilities, rooted in nature and gifted by the heavens with eternal life.

Living thousands of years in the earth, their eyes witnessed important events that altered the histpry of the world and with that the burden of life increased every year. Despite being serene, they were very receptive in their own way. Important travelers passed through the mountains and celebrated the abundance of their lands and the beauty of their people. Gifted or cursed with immortality, one could not say. But in fact they were solitary creatures. Decades passed and the sense of continuing to stand disappeared from their bodies, everything seemed the same as if nothing were new.

Even facing the wealth of his kingdom, the King found himself burned. He kept doubting whether he still felt something, or whether he would be able to experience the warmth of the world again. From above, as he observed his people, he was consumed by his thoughts. In a complex serenity, he no longer felt life as before and what his eyes saw no longer seemed real, as if his body was not able to touch anything and in this void his mind only existed.

A familiar face appeared in the place, which took him away from his stillness.

"Lady Galadriel"

"King Thranduil” they greeted each other.

“I haven't seen you in a while. To what do I owe this honor?” The elf wore an enigmatic expression as she moved, unhurriedly, around the room. Her bare feet touched the floor, the beautiful fabric that covered her moved along with her step. He remained silent for a moment.

“It’s different” she said as she gazed the King from afar.

“There hasn't been a single hair changed on my head in decades.” His eyes remained fixed on the view of the mountains. He didn't seem to mind her company.

“Certainly not” she replied. A subtle smile formed on her lips. “Yet your heart doesn’t feel the same.”

The King turned, it had reached his ears but not his attention. “Beings change”

“Surely” She stared fixedly at the elf in front of him again. “But what I feel is unusual. Everything that refers to your presence seems modified. Not just you, something is happening around here. During the last few months nature has expressed itself differently and I spend my days as if waiting for something.”

“A deep yearning as if evil was about to arrive” said a third individual who was present a few minutes ago. “Forgive me for the intrusion, I was passing by but I couldn't help but overhear. Lady Galadriel. King Thranduil” Bowed the elf.

“Elrond”

“Lady, I’ve been feeling this way too. The gift granted to me regarding the vision of the future seems hazy, I cannot see a clear image, nor can I even decipher the whispers of souls.”

“Don’t bother me with uncertain futures. I ask, leave it aside” said the King.

From Galadriel's perspective, his eyes seemed cloudy, as if they were guiding him through the place but not seeing anything at all.

“The Lord…”

Before he could even complete his speech, a loud noise was heard. Like a big explosion in the middle of the trees, along with a brief white light. Everyone remained motionless for a few moments at the sudden noise.

"My king!" Shouted an elf member of the guard who had arrived running through the hall. He knelt at a great distance. “Our guard did not detect imminent enemies, however whispers were heard coming from the forest and this led the Northern portion to investigate the situation. On my way here it was possible to hear such noise, I'm afraid it's from where they are”

“I feel it, it's coming” said Galadriel with her ragged breathing.

“Send part of the East portion to the North path and keep an eye out for any presence” The King became restless and walked until he left the hall, leaving them to wait for any information.

“I beg you to stay here my Lady, our warriors will not allow anything to come close” said Elrond, hurrying towards the North path leaving the hall.

“I won’t let it” He had already seen and felt many things in his long life, but that sensation seemed to be new to him, as if a new era had begun before his eyes and he had lost the time to prepare for what was to come.

An almost visible breeze came towards her and she was unable to dodge it. For a moment Galadriel legs gave out and her head seemed to weigh a thousand bodies, so she leaned against the nearest column. An imminent burning consumed her palm and walked to her heart, the eyes turned opaque and in that instant thousands of years passed in her mind. She saw only darkness, but the intense cold that consumed her bones seemed to burn her skin, the future was nothing but bleak. Suddenly, everything went away, like a snap. Panting, the elf regained consciousness and realized that her face was covered in cold sweat. "What are you?"

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On the way to the North coast, the King was stopped by the return of his guards. They appeared intact, but they had two people with them. An old man and a girl. Despite being dirty, the old man seemed to have no injuries, but the girl was unconscious. Were they enemies? The King thought. No. The man's face was familiar.

“Gandalf the Grey.”

“King Thranduil.” Said the wizard bowing.

“No one else was found in the forest, my King.” Said one of the guard elves.

“I came with the purpose of meeting you, my King, the little one accompanies me. I beg you to help her.” The wizard seemed to contain his words, but he couldn't control his distressed eyes looking at the elf. After a few moments, he nodded and immediately three guard elves left with the girl towards where she would be treated with elven medicine. The King then walked back to the hall and Gandalf followed him.

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“It was suposed to be an alone trip, as usual. For some time now I have felt the arrival of a force coming from the depths of the earth, as if slowly consuming a nation. There's nothing to see, but you can feel it. As I passed through villages and hamlets of men, their faces became clouded and their words muffled. Waiting for a boat that would take me across the large lake the next day, I decided to spend the night in a small village in the North. Like a shadow, something seemed to follow the townspeople in their activities. Their movements seemed manipulated and their eyes weighed down their bodies. I found myself astonished during all my observations, but somehow not everyone was infected by this disease.”

He counted and sat down again in the armchair next to him.

“In my departure, then, I was taken by surprise. The luggage count was wrong, there were more bags than expected. When I looked to the side, I saw the girl carrying another one.” The old wizard took a long sigh, and continued. “She ran away from that city as if she didn’t belong there and I felt that stoping it was beyond my reach. Then, in the trees, she felt something strange, but we kept moving. In the next second she was stunned on the floor, screaming but no sound came out. She felt it even before I realised it was too close. I can't precisely say what happened, but I fear what is to come.”

Everyone listened to Gandalf with their hearts tight, afraid of what was to come.

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thanks for reading guys! can't wait for the next charpters. soon I'll be posting on wattpad and ao3. bye bye

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[23:32] San

There was a long time since you see each other. The minutes have been turning into hours; days have been turning into weeks and weeks into months. You miss him.

It was night, you were trying to cook some rice - his face came to your mind making you swim into your thoughts. His laugh, his cuddles, his voice… all of that invaded your mind. When you came back to the reality, you realized that the rice was burning. Nothing was ending great.

He had gone in a tour with the guys. You were really happy for them, but you know you were going to miss them, especially him. You can´t say that loud, with all those words, but you fell that. And this had been hurting your heart as much as you remember him.

All the pressure of the work days just didn´t help as much. And now, the only food you had was burned.

The weakness of missing and being tired felt all over you making your knees go to the floor. And then you are lying in the restroom, looking up crying with your soul. It was so loud that you couldn´t even listen to the door being opened.

The tears were rolling from your eyes swimming in your blushed face. You were dying inside, everything hurt. So you sat on the floor, looking through the window.

A little “Y/N…” came out of nowhere, throwing instantly all your thoughts away and making you turn your head aggressively to the back. And there was that face, that known face that you´ve missed all this time. Those eyes that you´d do anything to make them bright. There was him.

You couldn´t even talk, as much as you missed him or ask when did he come. You were just staring at each other, facing your both missed eyes. “I´m home.” He said softly.

You couldn´t help but run to his arms, hiding your tears on his shoulder. “Y-you can´t imagine how much I missed you” he grabbed your chin making you face him. “Of course I can, I´ve been missing you since the day I left”.

“I´m sorry not asking you about the tour at first, but I had to tell you that before”.

“Don´t worry babe, I can neither talk about that right now. One word… it was fantastic.” He said giggling. “It made my day.” You said holding him closer.

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I hope you guys enjoyed it! It was my first :)  Sorry for any mistake. bye bye~