« balcony, glacial eyes study the night, reaching out into the distant dawn while his mind travelled over the memories of his son, wondering what had become of him since Ravenhill...
Though they are words he would never speak, he loved him, and wanted for »
The night was cold, carrying in the scent of the North into the maroon and ebony boughs of the woodland realm.
Cloaked in robes of midnight, the Woodland King was, his alabaster hair falling like liquid silk down broad shoulders.
Upon his carven »
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Cheers!
『#solo』❝𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅...❞ « long since passed, in which he didn’t acknowledge her at all. Thinking her, a lowly Silvan Elf, beneath him.
Oh, how times had changed…
『#solo』❝𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅...❞
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It was an intrusion. One punishable… By death. The reports from the Southern Borders bode the ill news of their lands being »
『#solo』❝𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅...❞ « Legolas as the last dwarf, a dark haired runt, was reunited with his squabbling kin. Legolas acknowledged her work in taking down four spiders on her own with a nod. He was impressed. There were times, »