—— THE MOUNTAIN KING.

“𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧.”

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

ᴛʜᴏʀɪɴ ᴏᴀᴋᴇɴꜱʜɪᴇʟᴅ

ᴋɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ

ᴍᴠ/ᴍꜱ

ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ #ᴏᴡᴇɴ

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“They will follow us, we reek like their slain kin.”

The very idea has his nose curling lightly, almost preferring the sulfur smell of the mines of Moria over the rotted blood of demons.

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ✴︎ .˚ @edhelthandiel]

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sheathing her sword , even the elf has a noticeable ache in some limbs as she steps away from the carnage on the forest floor —— so , she doesn’t entirely believe his reply , but she lets it go .
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“ we should leave , there could be more of those damned creatures . ”
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[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“I’m fine.”

The dwarf king is quick to respond, ignoring the way his shoulder complains at being lifted high, hopping down from the perch he was on.

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ✴︎ .˚ @edhelthandiel]

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“ fine . i just didn’t know they could move that fast . ”
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said jokingly , but it is true . the knight wipes her sword against her glove , blood dripping from the blade —— the aftermath of the fight is no pretty sight , but when is it ever ?
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“ what about you ? ”
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[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Thorin was silent despite his heavy breathing, a few beard hairs out of place as his brown eyes dart back and forth. Once he was sure they were safe, he focused on his companion.

“You’re alright?”

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ✴︎ .˚ @edhelthandiel]

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⠀⠀⠀ @farovermountain
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standing in silence , half stunned , half catching their breath after an ambush . the elf and hobbit still hold their weapons , both victorious and splattered with goblin blood —— kiriell wipes her face , looking down and at the dead foes .
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[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Thorin’s smile was nothing short of sweet as he approaches the hobbit’s door, barely sparing a glance as he shoulders past the person and into the house, nudging the door shut.

“Bilbo. Hello, little thief.”

[𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒕. @bilboscribbles]

the person he had been speaking to was about to have a door slammed in his face, but the dwarf who called out his name ... would have a home to be welcomed into.

“thorin!”

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Leaning against the reader

[mirkwood’s deadliest. @SYLVESTRlS]

[ syl - ves - tris ]
—— pertaining to woods; growing wild.

— — —
elven guard of the woodland realm.

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Bilbo…

[𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒕. @bilboscribbles]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀good evenin ─

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Good morning, Desím…where is your mother?

[Desím ৎ୭ @NienMithrim]

Morning Uncle! 🙂‍↕️

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

(He’s oddly quiet, hands resting on the railing of the balcony as he stares out at the horizon.)

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Good morning.

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Loud yawning

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

He walks silently, head down as he favours his left leg. He hadn’t realized just how hard he’d been stepped on, but something hurt.

“Thank you, Isildur..”

[. * 𝖘hattered 𝖒ind . @estelcormallen]

"King Thorin," he greets with a nod of his head. "They call me Isildur. . come to the people with me, there should be aid there."

His horse stands beside him, hands on his reign as he starts towards the village below. Only merely down the hill.

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“Thorin. I..”

He was about to introduce himself as a prince, but with his father and grandfather now gone….

“King under the mountain.”

[. * 𝖘hattered 𝖒ind . @estelcormallen]

Eyes roll with a knowing look upon features. Such words he's uttered with the same pain this stranger now wears.

"You are a part of those people. My friends stray not far. They can lend a hand to all, including you. What is your name?"

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“It’s nothing, I’m fine.”

Thorin lies easily, his brown eyes taking in the surrounding battlefield.

“There’s people that need help, we should focus on that.”

[. * 𝖘hattered 𝖒ind . @estelcormallen]

"Seems utterly tiring." He sighs. Is this what his new life is to be? One fight after another.

Gaze falls to the dwarf and the mumbling of curses. "Are you hurt?"

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“It hurts, but they would not want you to dwell on it, would they? I’m sure they’d want you to live, so they can live through you..”

He trails off, shoulders sagging as his brown eyes slowly trail back to the horizon.

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

He nodded quietly, allowing Elendil to speak as his lips curled into a small frown, tears his gaze from the horizon to look at him quietly.

The dwarven king’s hand remains a heavy reminder against the man’s arm, before he finally opens his mouth to speak. +

[꒦⭒⁦𝕾𝚃𝙰𝚁 ͜͡𝐋♡𝐕𝐄𝐑 @PRAELUXI]

I may never know. And my other son… he left of his own will. Perhaps that is the cruelest loss of all—to know they are alive, yet beyond my reach. "

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

Falling asleep against the reader’s shoulder.

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“Often enough.”

The dwarf drops the wooden log he’d used, hopping down from the rock as he curses quietly.

[. * 𝖘hattered 𝖒ind . @estelcormallen]

Middle Earth, nothing but war and swords drawn. It seemed quite common.

"Does that happen often? Orcs."

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

softened despite the heavy tone between them.

“You live each moment like it’s your last, and you look forward to seeing them in the beyond when it’s your time.”

[—— THE MOUNTAIN KING. @farovermountain]

“He lives.”

Thorin responded simply, following the man’s distant gaze as he stands next to him quietly.

“When my people lost everything to the dragon…our home, our loved ones…all we had left was to live for those who no longer did..”

His gaze turns to the human, his eyes +

[꒦⭒⁦𝕾𝚃𝙰𝚁 ͜͡𝐋♡𝐕𝐄𝐑 @PRAELUXI]

the past still holds me so tightly.
What is a man to do when all he has built is gone ? When the only thing left to him is regret ? ´´

His gaze drifted toward the horizon, as if searching for something long lost.