THE HOBBIT
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Watch that old fire as it flickers and dies
That once blessed our household and lit up our lives
It shone for the friends and the clinking of glasses
I'll tend to the flame, you can worship the ashes
Capture the wild things and bring them in line
And own what was never your right to confine
The lives and the loves and the songs are what matters
I'll tend to the flame, you can worship the ashes
-Ashes, The Longest Johns
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In the Ruins//Legolas
FanfictionDurion's heritage is painted in mystery. Being the last elf born in the Second Age, with his mother dead and his caregivers nowhere to be found, he battles with what his future holds in store for him. What reason would a mother have for naming her c...
