She looked down on the road that lead to the valley. She had said it, the words so cruelly had come from her mouth, "the only thorn in my side of late is you". The guilt hit her hard, but the more time moved on the more nothing had changed. He had broken her trust, shattered her self image, and left her feeling as though she was less of a person by taking more than just a kiss from her. She had drawn a line, told him exactly what she had wanted and needed, and he had told her no, that he would not respect that and then kissed her.

                                                             Part 3

Worthy of Song 

When the hammer falls, back our enemy crawls! When the hammer quakes, Orcish cowards’ bones will break! When the hammer cracks, and it beats their armies back! When the hammer’s boom, sends the monsters to their doom! When the hammer falls, when the hammer falls! 

“Ye won’t make it.” 

           Time passes for the Elves in different ways than it does for the Mortals.  These differences are apparent in how they each appear and grow as children.  By an Elf-child’s first year from birth, they can walk, talk, sing and dance with ease.  One might happen across a group of Elf-children happily playing and think them all just children of maybe seven years of age &

A melodic chuckle escaped the figure as it fell softly into the tall grass from it's refuge upon the treetops. The bear that was pursuing him had gone limp, punctured with several arrows. Galtharian looked up, meeting the eyes of the archer, unable to hide the almost guilty expression in his face.

Gondolin, First Age: 450

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A small, silver haired elf, sits quietly in one corner of a great hall. His back against a marble column and his legs folded in a comfortable manner. A curious thing, for this scene opposed the tone of the festivities that were occurring around him.