Disclaimer: JRR. You dig? No? Is this your first time?
WARNING: 1. SLASHA.K.A…Male/male relationship.
2. EXPLICIT SEX BETWEEN TWO MALES!!!!!!!!!!!!
3. Ere/Elr-centric chapter.
A/N: Er….sorry again. Got caught up in the concert I attended yesterday and was unable to update. Ehehe…
Erestor stared at the dead orcs surrounding him, sword in hand, breathing hard.
He had been walking for a while, trying to clear his thoughts. Only when he was attacked did he realize that he was already at the borders of Lothlorien. He was lucky that there were only a few of them. Otherwise, he may have gotten more than bruises.
Taking a deep breath, he scanned the horizon for any more threats. Finding none, he turned to head back.
Passing by the lake, he decided to get cleaned up first. He shed his clothes and plunged into the cold water.
But he did not feel the cold. Because he was colder.
And he was an elf.
He rubbed the grime and blood off him with a piece of his torn tunic. Finally, when he was clean he threw the piece of cloth aside, and proceeded to go for a leisurely swim. The water gave him a sense of calmness that he needed. Closing his eyes, he started to enjoy the water gliding over his skin. His hair flowed like silk as he glided through the clear liquid. The lake caressed his skin, gently lapping at him, kissing him everywhere. The soft sounds soothed his ears. As he swam, the water caressed and soothed his exhausted body.
Erestor only managed a few laps in his tired condition. He stopped in the middle of the lake. He did not want it to be over yet. He did not want the feeling of tranquility surrounding him to disappear.
He sighed. It was beginning to get dark. He needed to head back. Reluctantly, he got out of the water.
Picking up his cloak, he dried himself with it.
"By the Valar…" It was but a whisper, yet Erestor heard it and he turned around, accidentally dropping the cloak as he whirled.
Elrond had been looking for Erestor for hours. He had gone everywhere, to every place he could think of. He was about to give up. It was only through sheer luck that he had spotted his advisor as he was passing by.
And now Erestor stood before him, completely naked and more beautiful than Elrond could even describe. He felt the blood pool in his groin at the sight of the raven-haired elf wearing nothing except an astonished look.
Erestor was not sure how to react. He wanted to grab his cloak and cover himself. But the look in Elrond's eyes held him frozen.
His lord's eyes were full of…hunger. For him. Elrond wanted him. And, Valar, he wanted Elrond to want him!
One of them moved. Or maybe they both did. Because somehow, Elrond now stood close to Erestor. So close that the elf lord's robes brushed against Erestor's naked body.
/This is not happening. I am dreaming./ Erestor was sure this was nothing but sheer imagination. Maybe he died in his encounter with the orcs. There was no way this could be happening for real.
He could not be standing in front of Elrond completely naked, staring into the half-elf's eyes where he could see hunger. For him.
Elrond lifted his hand and traced Erestor's lips with his forefinger. Erestor's breath hitched and his arousal grew hard. Then the thumb skimmed down his chin to his neck, then chest…navel…belly.
Without breaking eye contact, Elrond gently traced a finger down Erestor's hard length. The advisor stopped breathing. Elrond, not satisfied, closed his fingers around the other elf's arousal and gently squeezed.
Erestor gasped and his hands moved to Elrond's waist, grasping anything he could. He held on, knowing his knees would not be able to hold him if Elrond kept this up. Then Elrond proceeded to move his hand up and down the hard length. Erestor closed his eyes and moaned. He would not last long. He had wanted this for so long he was on hair trigger. There was no way he could stop it. It was going to happen.
He only hoped this was not a dream.
/Let this be real./
A few strokes and Erestor was coming, clutching at Elrond.
"Oh Gods! Elrooonnnd."
And Elrond held him while he came.
Breathing hard, knees wobbly, Erestor looked up at Elrond, slowly, not sure what he would see. Disgust?
He was not prepared for what the half elf did next.
Elrond lifted his hand, the hand that had brought Erestor to completion. Pearly beads of Erestor's come were on his fingers. He brought it close to his mouth and licked.
"Oh Gods."
Erestor was hard again. How could he not be? Elrond had just…tasted him.
"I would like to taste you. May I, Erestor?" Elrond's voice was soft and his eyes were dark with passion. He had forgotten why he had been looking for his advisor. At the state of the two elves, they had forgotten everything except here and now, and the overwhelming need that demanded release.
"You…just…did." Erestor was not sure what else to say.
Elrond smiled.
"I would like to taste you…more."
Erestor swallowed. Was Elrond asking to…?
The half elf did not wait for an answer. He knelt in front of Erestor.
"You are beautiful."
As he did with his hand, he began to lick Erestor's half hard length. It grew harder. Erestor moaned and his knees almost gave way. His hands shot out and grabbed Elrond's shoulder, holding on for dear life. When Elrond swallowed his entire length, he screamed.
Celeborn hid a smile as his elven ears picked up a sound.
But he was not the only one who heard the scream.
"That was Erestor." Elrohir said.
Elladan shrugged. "Guess ada found him."
And they continued what they were doing.
Celeborn was glad that his grandchildren were very supportive of their father. Elrond had gone through a lot and the half elf needed happiness. Erestor went through more. They deserved to be happy.
"Was that…?"
"Yes, Haldir. I guess Elrond found him. Now, go to sleep."
Glorfindel smiled.
/At least you got one thing right, Elrond./
"Glorfindel?"
"Yes, love?"
Silence.
"When…everything gets better…you know, when things get fixed…"
"When you finally believe I love you, and we spend eternity together…" Glorfindel prompted.
"or…when we, you know…as a…token, spend one last time toge-"
"Eternity, Haldir. We will spend eternity together. There won't be a last time."
"um…whatever. I'd…uh…I'd like to…"
"What is it, Haldir?"
"I'd like to make you scream like that."
Glorfindel smiled. The healing herbs he had given to Haldir for his wounds when they reached the talan were having a slight side effect on Haldir's psyche. The March Warden kept mumbling things. Most were amusing.
"I love you, Haldir."
"No."
"Yes, Haldir. Don't argue. You'll lose."
Haldir remained silent.
Glorfindel's smile widened. He could do this. He would win Haldir back.
"I'll probably take you in my mouth and drink your seed until there is nothing left. Then I'll take you. Slowly." The younger elf said after a thought.
Glorfindel groaned.
"Then you'll take me…"
"Haldir, go to sleep!"
Erestor lied on the ground, eyes closed, and extremely satisfied. Elrond lay beside him, still fully clothed. The half elf was lazily tracing patterns on Erestor's chest.
"Are you alright?" he asked his advisor. Erestor's climax had been powerful. The elf's knees had given way and only Elrond's hands on his hips had kept him upright. Then the elf lord had brought them down on the grassy floor.
"Yes." Erestor's voice was slightly hoarse and he kept his eyes closed. He took a peek at the elf responsible for his current state.
"You are still clothed."
Elrond smiled.
"Yes, I am."
"Remove them." Erestor was conserving energy and he said as few words as possible.
"Is that an order?"
"Remove them, Peredhel!" Erestor was tired of playing games, playing hide and seek. He did not want to keep holding back his emotions. Elrond had just approached him. He did not know what it meant but he was going to enjoy every moment. It would probably only be for a short time anyway. Perhaps just this one day.
When Erestor opened his eyes, Elrond was before him, naked as well, smiling.
"What now, my lord Erestor?"
Erestor could not reply. He could only stare at Elrond's magnificent beauty. When they had made love so many years ago, he had not been able to observe the half elf's appearance. But now…
"You are beautiful. So beautiful." He reached out a hand and touched Elrond's chest.
His arousal grew hard for the third time, and Erestor knew this time would be different. Special. At least, for him, it would be. The most important moment in his life. This time, Elrond knew who he was and the elf lord wanted him. Him. Not anyone else. They were going to make love.
Elrond pulled Erestor into a sitting position. Then he lay on his back and spread his legs wide.
There was no doubt what he was offering.
"Elrond…are you sure?"
"Oh yes, Erestor. I am quite sure." Elrond's eyes showed that there was no doubt he wanted this. Assured, Erestor moved between Elrond's legs, lying over the elf lord. Their erections brushed and the two elves moaned. Then Erestor leaned over for a kiss as his hands roamed the half elf's body. After ravaging Elrond's lips, he moved to nibble on the elf lord's ear. As he did so, he wrapped his fingers around the half elf's arousal.
"Oh gods, Erestor."
Moaning and writhing, Elrond's movements encouraged Erestor and he became bolder in his explorations. He had been waiting for this for so long. He felt like his heart would burst.
"Oh yes! Gods, Erestor, I love you!"
Erestor froze. He slowly lifted his head. Elrond groaned in
frustration as Erestor ceased everything he was doing.
"What did you say?"
Elrond tried to clear his mind.
"I said I love you." Elrond smiled.
But Erestor was not pleased. He stood up abruptly, looking around for his clothes.
"Erestor?" Elrond was puzzled. What had hap…
"You spoke to Glorfindel, didn't you? He told you! I cannot believe…Damn it!"
Elrond stood up as well. Erestor was visibly upset. And Elrond knew it was because the advisor thought that Elrond did not want this. Really wanted it.
"Erestor, I want this."
But Erestor continued to gather his clothing and started to put them on.
"Look, this is probably your idea of a way of making up for that damnable mistake you had made…"
Elrond flinched at the vehemence of Erestor's voice.
"I am sorry about that. I didn't know…"
"I know that you didn't. Look, Elrond, it's all right. It was an…an honest…mistake. You were drunk. You didn't know. It was my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantage…" Erestor felt tears welling up in his eyes. Damn! He was not going to cry!
In the middle of his tirade, Elrond glanced up. He had thought they were talking about him not finishing the letter, therefore not knowing about Erestor's confession. But Erestor said…drunk. The advisor was talking of something else.
/Drunk? Who was drunk? When did you take advantage of me?/
"Damn! I am so sorry, Elrond. When you arrived that day, you were so different…playful even. So happy. And then you were so…open, I thought you had…had begun to feel something for me too. Stupid, right?" Erestor laughed bitterly. He had been deluding himself. He had wanted, wished so hard for Elrond to return his feelings that he had misinterpreted Elrond's happiness that day.
"It's not stupid, Erestor." Of course he had no idea what the other elf was talking about. He hoped Erestor would tell him.
"You had no fault in it, Elrond. You were drunk. It was all my fault. But when you kissed me, I was so sure you were kissing…ME. So I…I could have stopped it anytime, but I didn't. See? It was my fault. You did not know…you didn't know that it was…me, and you thought…" He was not going to cry!
Elrond was getting more confused.
"And I thought you loved me, so I let you, because I had wanted it so much!"
Elrond tried to figure out what Erestor was referring to, but he needed to know more.
"It was my first time." Erestor whispered, staring out into the lake. "You were the first to ever take me. The only one I ever wanted to. And that night, you did. And it was the most wonderful night of my life." Erestor smiled sadly. "You didn't know…"
First time?
/First to take you? But I have never….I would remember something like that! When…/
"And the next morning, I was too excited and so I woke up early, to maybe surprise you or something. I could not help smiling. I knew I must have looked like a fool. And I was."
"No, you are not, Erestor." /When? Erestor, when did this happen? I don't remember? How can I not remember?/ Elrond wanted to ask, but he was afraid it would scare Erestor away. Or would hurt the other elf more. From Erestor's voice and actions, Elrond knew that whatever it was, it had caused tremendous pain to his advisor.
"It hurt so much when…when you told me. I wished you never did. I should have left the room! I should have. But then I didn't know. I thought you knew you were making love to me. And when you said…when you told me you had…a dream…that you were with the one you loved…I thought you were referring to me…" Erestor was crying now, there was no way he could stop the tears.
Elrond's heart felt a cold dread creep up as his memory was jostled. Drunk…Erestor said he had been drunk…and then telling Erestor he had a dream…
Maybe it would have been impossible to remember. But Elrond did, because he had only gotten drunk a few times in his life. And Erestor was present in only one of them. And that was when he had a welcome party…after getting back from Lothlorien…
/Oh, Valar, No! No, please. Erestor, I didn't…I didn't…/ Elrond remembered what he said that day.
"But you weren't. You were talking about…about…her."
/No! Oh, Erestor…/
"You told me you…you…had the most…wonderful dream…"
"Erestor…"
"You were…with her…the one you…loved." The last word was said with so much pain Elrond felt tears in his eyes as well.
"You were making love to her. The entire night I was with you, you were making love to her."
Elrond closed his eyes and fell to his knees.
/no./
"Erestor…I…I am…sorry." Elrond whispered. His voice was filled with anguish at having hurt the elf he loved.
Yes, loved.
Elrond had loved Erestor for a long time.
And now, he didn't know if he even deserved a chance.
Erestor turned to face him, surprised. "Sorry? You? Oh, Elrond! You did not do anything wrong. You did not know. It was my fault! I assumed you could actually l..love m.me! Which was ridiculous! Why would you love me?" Erestor tried to laugh it off but his voice broke and he turned and ran. He could not bear it anymore.
It hurt too much.
/How could I have ever thought Elrond would ever, EVER love me anyway!/
He was such a fool!
He ran blindly, wearing only breeches. His tunic had been destroyed and there was no real point in putting on his cloak. He needed to get away. Far away.
He felt the pain in his heart build up until it was excruciating.
It was happening again.
/Valar please, let me die this time!/
As Erestor ran away, Elrond stood frozen where he was.
/No! Please, Valar, not Erestor! Please…I didn't…I couldn't have…/
But he did. He knew that he did. His memories of the night were unclear, but he was certain that he had been with someone that night. When he had woken up, he had been surprised to see Erestor in his room. He had not remembered anything past nearly passing out at the table. But somehow he had known…
/I knew I had been with someone. I woke up without clothes. But when I saw you, Erestor, in my room, I thought it had been a dream./
Elrond had not lied about that. Not completely. But he did lie about one thing.
/I never thought that you'd ever think that way of me, Erestor./
And he had just met the elf maiden that he thought he could spend eternity with. HE had been so sure, that he had…
/I convinced myself that the dream was of her. Because I felt so loved…/
So he changed a single detail.
/I told myself it was the liquor that had distorted my memory…that I was remembering incorrectly. I told myself I had been with her in my dreams./
But he knew it was a lie. In his heart, he remembered the night perfectly.
/When I thought I was dreaming…/
Elrond's eyes filled with tears.
/I was dreaming of you, Erestor./
"No!"
Elrond could not bear the thought that he had hurt Erestor with the one lie he had ever told his lifelong friend. At the time, he didn't think it mattered.
Breaking out of the painful trance, Elrond bolted after Erestor, taking the direction where the advisor's form disappeared.
/Gods, Erestor! Forgive me. Please forgive me…/
Elrond's mind was set on one thing as he ran.
He had to catch Erestor and beg.
/Erestor…/
"ERESTOR!!!!"
Erestor heard Elrond, but did not stop. He did not want to hear words of pity, of asking for forgiveness. Elrond would be sorry. He was a noble elf, and he would feel guilty.
But Erestor did not want Elrond to be sorry. He meant what he said, Elrond had no fault in what happened.
He wanted Elrond to be…he wanted…
/I want him to be in love with me./
Erestor was startled at the revelation and stopped running. Almost three thousand years have passed. He should have learned by now. He had died, his heart had turned cold, and still he wanted Elrond to love him.
//And now you know why you still live.//
Erestor did not react to hearing Manwe's voice. He was lost in his own thoughts.
/I still want him to love me! Why? He never will! Damn it, Erestor! Wake up from your stupid fantasy! Elrond will NEVER LOVE YOU!!/
And suddenly he was angry. At himself. Why can't he get it? Why won't his heart ever stop hoping?
/What does he have to do to get the message across that he will never love you!/
"Erestor."
The advisor whirled around to face Elrond who had caught up with him. The look of despair on the half elf eased the advisor's anger a bit.
"I am so sorry." His voice was hoarse with pain.
Erestor shook his head. He was about to say something when Elrond moved closer to him. Then the elf lord knelt in front of Erestor. Bowing his head, Elrond pleaded for Erestor's forgiveness.
"I am so..sorry.."
Erestor was taken aback. He had not expected Elrond to kneel in front of him.
"I love you, Erestor…"
Elrond, naked and on his knees, tears on his face as he cried in earnest, looked like he had lost everything in the world for him, and only Erestor could bring it back.
It was too much. Erestor shook his head slowly, backing away. Also crying, he tried to get a grip on what was happening.
"Get up, Elrond."
"I love you…"
"No! Get Up, Elrond. You had no fault…Get up! Please…get up…." His voice sounded like that of a child's. All his anger from earlier had gone, leaving him bereft and grieving.
He could not take this. Not this. Once again, he turned and ran.
//You cannot keep running away, Erestor.//
He didn't listen. He ran blindly through the forests. He did not care where he was going. He needed to get away.
Erestor fell forward as Elrond tackled him from behind. On the ground, the two elves struggled until Elrond had his advisor pinned to the ground.
"Erestor, stop! Please!"
But the advisor continued to struggle.
So Elrond kissed him. Roughly.
Erestor fought at first but eventually gave in. Moaning a sob, he surrendered to his body's needs and ceased to struggle.
Elrond worked a hand between them and removed Erestor's breeches and threw them aside. Both elves were completely naked now. Elrond moved and straddled Erestor, keeping a tight hold on the advisor's hands, in case he tried to struggle again. Erestor's body tensed when their lips parted, as if getting ready to flee.
Elrond closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Decision made, he released one of Erestor's hands and reached for Erestor's arousal.
Erestor renewed his struggles, despite his body's raging needs. He did not want to face Elrond and his pity.
But Elrond had caught his erection. The next instant, Elrond had positioned it on his entrance. With a swift move, Elrond impaled himself upon Erestor.
The advisor let out a surprised cry.
Elrond gritted his teeth. There had been no lubricant and Erestor was NOT small.
Erestor ceased struggling. He was suddenly still, both from shock and knowing that he might risk hurting Elrond further if he moved too much.
He looked into the elf lord's eyes, still shocked at what the other elf had done.
"Why?" He whispered.
"To make sure you won't go away."
"There are other ways, and they would not have hurt you!" Erestor was suddenly very angry. What was Elrond thinking? He did not have to do this to get Erestor to surrender. For one, right now the elf lord is far stronger than Erestor. Elrond would have been able to hold him down!
"I know."
"Then why would you do such a stupid thing?!"
"Because I love you." That was all Elrond said.. In his eyes, wet with unshed tears, emotions were evident. Sorrow, pain, guilt.
Love.
Erestor was stunned. It was there, so clear in Elrond's eyes, there was no mistaking it. He had the urge to deny it, tell himself it wasn't real, but he knew it was. There was no doubt about it.
"I am sorry." Elrond whispered in an anguished voice. A tear dropped on Erestor's cheek. "So sorry…Please…"
But Erestor did not hear it. The only thing that was in his mind was Elrond's eyes so full of love…for him.
"You love me." It was a mere whisper, his voice filled with awe.
A trembling hand went to the back of Elrond's head and pulled him closer…closer…
Their lips touched. With twin moans the kiss deepened.
Their first real kiss.
Erestor could not believe this was really happening. And yet it was.
Tongues met and played against each other. Mouths were devoured, and explored.
Another moan filled Elrond as he felt Erestor's arousal grow harder inside him.
Wrapping both hands around the half elf, Erestor moved and flipped them, changing their positions. With Elrond underneath him, Erestor was pushed deeper into the elf lord's body.
Elrond whimpered.
Without breaking their kiss, Erestor began to move slowly. His thrusts were deep and slow. He would pull out until only the head was wrapped in warmth, then would plunged in again.
"mmmpphhh….ohh..e..re.es..to..r." Elrond moaned and whispered against his lover's lips.
Erestor reached between them and took hold of Elrond's arousal and started to pump it in time with his thrusts. His movements began to speed up and the need for breath prompted the breaking of the kiss. Resting his forehead against Elrond's he continued the rhythmic movements.
"I..oh gods..Erestor…I love…ohhh…l.l..ove..ahhh…love…ohhh Valar…love…you."
Elrond's breathy declaration drove the advisor to the edge. Lifting himself on his free hand, he braced himself, then began pounding into Elrond in earnest. The elf lord's moans grew louder until he was saying Erestor's name over and over.
They were close. So close.
"Erestor!" Elrond felt his body convulse and then he was coming, his seed wetting both of them. Erestor stopped moving and held him, gently caressing his sides as his body spasmed with the effect of his orgasm.
When his body finally calmed and only his heart raced, Erestor gave him a gentle kiss, a slight brushing of their lips.
Elrond opened his eyes, trying to catch his breath. Erestor smiled, then hooked his hands behind Elrond's knees, then he pulled upwards, spreading Elrond further.
The half elf gasped. Erestor was still hard inside him. And in his new position, his advisor got buried even deeper, was able to touch him deeper.
"Ready?" Erestor asked in a husky voice. Elrond swallowed.
/Oh dear Valar./
"Yes."
Erestor nodded, acknowledging the confirmation. Then he pulled back and slammed deep into Elrond, his hands keeping the elf lord wide open as he thrust deeper and harder.
Elrond was the one who screamed this time as Erestor hit his sweet spot harder than ever.
"Erestor….O-ohhhh GODS…ERESTORRR!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"It's not funny! Rumil, stop laughing!" Elrohir looked at the elf who was shaking with laughter. He looked at his brother, who had his hands over his ears, like Elrohir did.
Celeborn smiled at the four younger elves. Then he looked at Ecthelion, who was also trying to hide his amusement.
"By the…How long will it take? Weren't they finished a while ago?!" Elladan said in an irritated voice.
"Yes, but they started another one." Orophin answered. Elladan shot him an annoyed glance.
"Is it even possible to recover that quickly?" Elrohir was also annoyed.
"Yes, Elrohir. We are elves." Celeborn told his youngest grandson.
"Are you speaking from experience, ata'da?" Elladan inquired, mischief twinkling in his eyes. Celeborn blushed, and the other five elves laughed.
Elrohir looked at the door of the kitchens when he heard his ada moan again.
"Maybe we should go someplace far. I have no desire to listen to ada and Erestor. He's ADA, for…!"
"They are a few meters from the door. They'd notice us and it might become more complicated. And I'd rather hear than see them anyway." Elladan answered, then clamped his hands tighter over his ears as Elrond let out another scream.
"Children should never be made to listen to their parent making love to someone who was like a parent to them!" Elrohir wailed.
When Erestor and Elrond had been running, they had not noticed they had been able to return to the Lord of the Golden Woods' talan. And now, they were making love, just outside the kitchens, where Elrond's twin sons and their friends, and his father-in-law were trapped in, hearing every moan that came from them.
"We should have left when we could."
Erestor lay on top of Elrond. Both were breathing hard and covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Heart racing, Erestor leaned up on his elbows to look at Elrond. The elf lord smiled at him lazily. He smiled back.
Slowly he eased out, then moved.
"I…can't believe you…can move."
Erestor smiled. "I am younger than you." Then he continued on his way down.
Elrond looked down at him.
"What are you doing?" The half elf asked.
Erestor looked up at Elrond, his lips hovering above the other elf's chest where Elrond's seed was scattered. Licking his lips, Erestor smiled wickedly.
"We need to get you cleaned up, my lord."
And he proceeded to lick Elrond clean. The half elf moaned and his head fell back. Erestor's hot tongue licked him clean.
Elrond closed his eyes and let himself get lost in sensation. If he wasn't so tired, he'd be growing erect again. But his two orgasms had been so intense they had drained him.
"Erestor!"
His advisor had taken his lax elfhood and was suckling him! Elrond gripped the grass beneath his fingers as the powerful suction drove all coherent thought from his mind. Finally, Erestor released him and moved to lie beside him.
Elrond turned and snuggled up to Erestor. He lay his head on Erestor's shoulder and placed his arm across the other elf's waist in a purely possessive manner.
"I love you, Erestor." He whispered. "And I am so sorry for…"
Erestor's fingers silenced his apology. He looked up at his advisor. Erestor smiled at him, tears brimming in his eyes.
"I have waited a lifetime to hear you say that you love me, Elrond. Don't apologize."
"I love you." He repeated, smiling as well. "I love you. I love you…." Over and over until Erestor kissed him.
"Oh gods, Elrond. I love you. I love you so much. But I never thought that you would ever…"
"I love you." Elrond said once more.
"You never gave any indication that you might…"
"I love you."
Erestor smiled. Elrond wanted him to stop doubting. He had never been happier in his life. "I love you so much, Elrond!"
The two elves shared another sweet kiss, all the love they have for each other being translated into actions.
Erestor pulled Elrond on top of him. Before Elrond knew it, he was inside his advisor.
And this time…
"OHH GODS…OHHH…OHHH…ELROOONNDDD!!!"
TBC
A/N: What do you think? Two less elves to worry about. Right? Maybe. Maybe not. Bwahhahaahaha!!
No. I have not forgotten about the deaths. Although I am still trying to incorporate the death of one of the elves. Remember, I said at least two? Well, the other one is semi-decided, while the other is complete nada. We'll see what the muse does. Stupid computer!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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