The dancers swirled around the room, resembling colourful flowers swaying in the wind. There were few flowers, though, in the City. It felt like a barren desert of stone.
Her heart ached for the flowery meadows of her homeland with the feel of soft grass beneath her bare feet.
Then she saw him. Smiling, he took her hand, leading her in the dance.
He held her tightly, guiding her footsteps, his breath warm against her skin, his heart beating against her own.
Arwen’s sorrow melted like frost before the sun. Here was her true home, safe in her husband’s arms.
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Circle of Faith - Chapter Four
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Title: The Dark of the Moon Rating: PG Theme: The Stars at Night Elements: Carnil Author's Notes: This is part of my story “Circle of Faith”, but…
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Return to Rivendell - Falling Leaves
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