Lost [ Thranduil ] *under construction*

Prolouge

"In the small men inhabited village of Meir, a dainty elven infant was brought upon the doorstep of a baker's family,

They raised the elleth well, giving her all they could when they had so little,

Being born an elf, she was passed along their bloodline for hundreds of years,

Unknown to them was the importance of this child, and her good and bad purposes here on middle earth,

Until it was time to leave, and it was too late to tell her.

This is the tale of Aurathiel."

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