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29 de junho de 2020
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29 de junho de 2020
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At that moment, Galadriel felt, it was as if something inside her, thunderously, broke against contact with the forbidden.
A new season has arrived, but unlike the last few years, this one has emerged in scarlet red like the blood of elves at dawn. And I understood that my brothers were right. Elves weren't all the same and they weren't all kind. — Your feelings make my heart ache. I wonder how you could carry so much grief with you, my lady. How could your soul come to this? — I fell in love. I replied simply. — An elf only falls in love once, and the feeling lasts for the rest of his life. However… Even if unrequited, there is no way it could have such bad consequences on a soul. My whole life, my family had told me that the onyx elves were not to be trusted, that thousands of years ago the balance of the forest was broken by them causing war between the realms. I ignored them because I thought that onyx was different, I thought my people could be wrong, but how could a young huntress know more than the four elders? Couldn't.
All she wanted was a fresh start, to stay away from those who had hurt her, to go in search of adventures. For these reasons, she escaped from prison. Away from everyone, Thöri embarks on a quest with Thorin's company, Oakenshield. Her goal: to reach the lonely mountain, in the last light of Durín's day. What she didn't imagine, was to run into a mad god banished from his realm, his punishment for his crimes committed against everyone. "I never thought, that I could fall in love with someone - says Loki sitting next to me, staring at the stars..."


