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Thranduil
Dust
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- Jan 11, 2014
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Thranduil, the Elvenking, is alone after his maidens passing. He only has his prince son, Legolas. But he has been gone for years, fight side by side with dwarves, man and hobbits. His loneliness couldn't be explained simply. It made him feel empty, his heartached at the sight if his own people's happiness and prosperity. Of course he was thrilled for their happiness, but no words of comfort made him satisfied. Bitterness overwhelmed his mind and his eyes grew darker. The Elvenking began a decent into a great darkness of mind. His shadow grew blacker and his heart deeper. Lack of sympathy and remorse came of him. He knew something was wrong. Thranduil laid back in his throne and rubbed his temple. "Nothing is more darker than the darkness if loneliness." He groaned.
Thranduil, the Elvenking, is alone after his maidens passing. He only has his prince son, Legolas. But he has been gone for years, fight side by side with dwarves, man and hobbits. His loneliness couldn't be explained simply. It made him feel empty, his heartached at the sight if his own people's happiness and prosperity. Of course he was thrilled for their happiness, but no words of comfort made him satisfied. Bitterness overwhelmed his mind and his eyes grew darker. The Elvenking began a decent into a great darkness of mind. His shadow grew blacker and his heart deeper. Lack of sympathy and remorse came of him. He knew something was wrong. Thranduil laid back in his throne and rubbed his temple. "Nothing is more darker than the darkness if loneliness." He groaned.