okay so from here on...its going to be different..so pay attention lol.
CHAPTER 2
**flashback**
Lindir was sitting in the gardens, attempting to write a new composition. It felt as though something was missing. He did not have any inspiration today to compose anything. He leaned against a tree dejectedly. Why could he not write down one simple tune? From a distance, he could hear a soft humming. He smiled. At least there was one elf in Imladris who could come up with some type of music. The humming slowly got louder. Lindir wondered if perhaps someone knew he was here and was trying to get his attention. Slowly, he stood up and followed the noise.
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Melpomaen had been wandering the library aimlessly. He thought he had heard humming outside and just figured it was one of the minstrels. As the humming got louder, Melpomaen decided to see where it was coming from. He left the library and found it was one the elflings. Not just any elfling, but Elrohir to be exact. Just as Melpomaen was going to shush him he saw the most beautiful elf he had ever seen.
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Lindir's breath caught in his throat. Who was this elf and why had he not met him before?
TBC...