Right, BIG loooong (did ya see what I did there? Huh?) A/N for you little
beauties! This is a story of a great war that happened in the past, which
separated Elves and men for what seemed like forever. It is a story about
love and justice (cue sailor moon music)(sorry couldn't resist) and how
love is the strongest of forces, even in war. A story about one Man and an
Elf that did the worst thing imaginable. They fell in love.
Both man and Elf are immortal in this (we wont ask any questions now, will we children? We shall just put it down to a scientific experiment gone wrong) but men can still get sick and diseased
B: you're deeee-seaaaaased
E: yes thank you Bob
F: I think love stories are the best…
B: I wont make a comment on that little outburst, other than, you disgust me, don't touch me.
E: any way, the point, yes, they fall in love and well, just read….
No one quite knew how the war began all those years ago, but it had.
The king of Men, Arathron II, and the King of Elves, Thranduil, had once good friends, had rowed, and that was all that could be remembered.
There had been a great war, then smaller ones and then came the greatest threat, they were in the middle of a cold war. Nether race had spoken to the other for over one thousand years, all that the race of Men knew was Elves where not to be trusted and should be killed on sight, and the same went for the elves. The battles had stopped because the two kings each had a son; nether knew of the other, in the same year of the same month on the same day.
The two boys had two friends that would one day change the history of middle earth forever with the young princes' help.
There are two sides to every story…
TBC
Both man and Elf are immortal in this (we wont ask any questions now, will we children? We shall just put it down to a scientific experiment gone wrong) but men can still get sick and diseased
B: you're deeee-seaaaaased
E: yes thank you Bob
F: I think love stories are the best…
B: I wont make a comment on that little outburst, other than, you disgust me, don't touch me.
E: any way, the point, yes, they fall in love and well, just read….
No one quite knew how the war began all those years ago, but it had.
The king of Men, Arathron II, and the King of Elves, Thranduil, had once good friends, had rowed, and that was all that could be remembered.
There had been a great war, then smaller ones and then came the greatest threat, they were in the middle of a cold war. Nether race had spoken to the other for over one thousand years, all that the race of Men knew was Elves where not to be trusted and should be killed on sight, and the same went for the elves. The battles had stopped because the two kings each had a son; nether knew of the other, in the same year of the same month on the same day.
The two boys had two friends that would one day change the history of middle earth forever with the young princes' help.
There are two sides to every story…
TBC