#x elf reader

- It was perhaps one of the reasons why your younger sister was so protective of you. When you reunited and joined her new family, she barely allowed you to be alone and wanted to spend as much time with you as possible. Your brother-in-law even teased you that you kinda stole his wife, but you two figured out your sister might have still been bothered by the trauma you two experienced in Middle Earth, and you did die saving her. 

- Your sister was at least comfortable enough to let you wander as long as you had someone to accompany you. You agreed to her terms, knowing she just wanted to look out for you. 

- You managed to make yourself a name in Aman. Your skills in painting grew significantly, and you started receiving commissions even from the noble houses. However, after five months in your new life, you started to struggle to find inspiration. It was an art block and you wanted to expand what you usually painted. 

- One of the least usual places you have gone was the northern parts of Aman, and when you told your family your plans to go there, they hesitated but allowed it as long as you were careful. 

- The northern parts of Aman were lovely even though most claimed it to be cold and rather desolated. You did not mind it as it reminded you of your home in Beleriand.  

- You sketched many lovely things you saw before finding a good spot for a painting. 

- You climbed on one of the trees to have a better view of the mountains and the trees and began joyfully sketching. However, when you wanted to try using some of the paint, you accidentally dumped your arm against one of your paint vials and it fell toward the ground. It was really bothersome as it meant you would have to climb down and you climbed quite high in the tree, but what you did not expect was the vial to hit someone. 

- You were startled and stayed quiet when the elf below you yelled and cursed out in frustration. You looked down but couldn’t see anyone due to the branches. You doubted they could see you too. You listened for a while as the people below you talked, then heard them leave. You should have apologized for the mistake, but staying quiet was like a fear response when people started yelling angrily, it was something you couldn’t get rid of even during your healing in the halls of Mandos. 

- You sighed, trying to relax, but then you lost your balance and fell backward from the branch. 

- You yelled as you fell and hit the branches below. When you saw the ground coming, you braced yourself, but then you felt a pair of arms wrap around you, catching you and preventing you from hitting the ground. You looked at your savior as they held you in their arms before your art supplies fell from the tree as well, forcing you two to cover yourselves. 

- You then glanced at the ellon again. He was a rather handsome one with eyes striking blue and hair crimson like fire. 

- “Ehh…sorry and thank you,” you awkwardly laughed. “Wow… you’re quite beautiful,” you commented. 

- The handsome elf questioned if you were hurt and you assured him you did not suffer anything serious than a few bruises and twigs in your hair before explaining your reason for being in the tree and showing him the sketches you managed to draw before your ungraceful fall. 

- He looked skeptical of you at first since apparently, not many elves ventured to the northern parts of Aman, but he seemed to have relaxed when he saw your sketches and questioned if the paint vial that fell upon his brother moments ago was yours, making you feel more awkward as you confirmed it and apologized. 

- He assured you it was just an accident, nothing to get mad about though his brother who fell unintentionally as a victim would think otherwise before questioning why you couldn’t just sketch on the ground where there was less risk of falling. 

- You then started rambling about getting the perfect view of the land around you. You began showing him the sketches and paintings you managed to make and told him all the incidents that followed, like your foot getting stuck between some rocks, nearly falling into a river and a nest of owls not being very happy with you being on the same tree as them. 

- He looked impressed with your sketches but raised a brow at every incident you mentioned. 

- You then asked if he knew of any lovely views you could draw because he seemed more familiar with the land. Even though he seemed hesitant, he agreed to show you. 

- He then accompanied you, showing you places and views you might like. They looked colorless and boring to him, but you always found something beautiful and began drawing. You even rambled about how the north reminded you of Beleriand. 

- Mention of Beleriand gained his interest, and you then found out he used to live there too during the first age. You excitedly started conversing with him about it since so few spoke about it these days. 

- You recalled some of the continent's beauty and how you lived in Hithlum with your sister and family. When he told you he used to live in Himring, you got excited and asked many questions about it, wanting to imagine Himring and its snowy hills. Your new companion seemed baffled by your excitement but willingly described his former home. 

- During your little adventure, you sketched and talked while he mostly listened and made sure you did not end up in another incident. At the end of the day, he escorted you back to your home city and bid you farewell. You asked if he could show you around again the next time you wanted to visit the northern parts. He seemed genuinely surprised but said if you wanted, then he would be more than happy to show you more of the north. 

- You were delighted. You thanked him and then parted ways. When you returned home and told your family about your little adventure, they questioned the name of the elf and then you realized you had completely forgotten to ask for his name or tell him your name. 

- However, when you described him, your family seemed to know who the elf was. You then learned your new friend’s name was Maedhros, the eldest son of Feanor, who nowadays lived in Formenos, away from society.

- They urged you to stay weary of him. You felt a little confused, though you were aware of the sons of Feanor and what they did, Maedhros did not seem monster-like or someone who would want to cause harm to anyone. And besides, you believed in giving people a second chance despite their past. 

- Your family did not forbid you from meeting him again, or maybe because you forgot to mention that you were going to see him again. 

- The next time you met him, you found him where you last set off and together went on another adventure around the north. You rambled about things and he mostly listened. He wasn’t the biggest talker, but he seemed happy just listening and watching as you worked on your paintings and sketches. 

- He also made sure you were safe. He made sure you didn't accidentally fall into a ravine or get mauled by a bear for intruding on its territory. 

- He assured you he was not angry at all by these incidents, but sometimes it crossed his mind if you needed a safety harness or something, 

- You painted many lovely pieces of the north. When Maedhros escorted you back again, you finally remembered to introduce yourself. 

- Maedhros introduced himself and before he could start with anything else, you handed him a small sketch you drew last night. You explained you couldn’t stop imagining Himring and drew a sketch from his description. He was genuinely surprised by the gift, and when he didn’t give much reaction, you nearly apologized, but then he explained how you managed to draw Himring quite well without having ever seen it and he was grateful for the gift. 

- He then said he enjoyed adventuring around the north with you, and now that you knew who he was, he would respectfully stay away and you do not have to come to see him since most elves do not have anything nice to say about his father and his brothers. 

- You then smiled and asked why he would assume you never wanted to see him again. You then explained you were not bothered by his family’s reputation and that many unfortunate things happened during the first age. You would love to go on more adventures with him because not many had the patience to accompany you and save you from the incidents like he did. 

- Maedhros seemed shocked by your answer, but then his eyes softened and he even cracked a small smile. 

- He called you bold. You two had only known each other for two days, yet you already confessed to enjoying his company and wanting to see him again. You only giggled at his response, and it was the start of a beautiful friendship.  

- You told your sister about it, and even though she seemed a bit skeptical, she told you she would allow it as long as Maedhros kept you safe and would gut him alive if he dared to hurt you or anything. 

- Maedhros did not often visit the cities because of the reputation he and his family held, so you would mostly come to him instead, at the edge of the forest that became your meeting spot. You two would scout out interesting sights, draw, and paint. You would ramble about interesting things that happen in the city or your family. Maedhros shared a little about what happens between his brothers and father, as the atmosphere is pretty quiet sometimes but sometimes shenanigans happen. He was mostly interested only listening to you. 

- He was still a bit on guard, but each time you visited. He began to soften up and even share things about himself. 

- You even encouraged him to try drawing, which could help relieve bottled-up feelings and keep his focus elsewhere. While Maedhros did not have the most artistic hands, he was capable of drawing small things like flowers and rabbits. One time he drew a small good portrait of you, and you have kept it safe ever since. 

- Sometimes you tried telling funny stories and jokes to see him laugh. Only some of them made him smile and chuckle, but you have yet to make him laugh. 

- When you two would ride around, he always seemed to be on a watch out for you. You did tend to get into accidents, but even when he came for a rare visit in a city, most likely to visit his mother, he would keep on guard for you. It was like you had a big guard dog following you around, but you did not mind. 

- You met a few of his brothers when they began to notice Maedhros’s absence in their home and how he went out more. 

- Maglor was the first to notice and secretly followed his older brother once with the twins to see what had gotten him so keen on going out more often, and the three were surprised when they saw him with you. 

- Maedhros’s heart nearly jumped into his throat when he saw them, and they revealed themselves to you. For the first time in years, he was afraid they would do something to scare you away, but like with him, you did not even seem phased and greeted them enthusiastically. 

- You quickly won Maglor over when you started talking with him and even showed him your sketchbook of all the places Maedhros showed you, even unintentionally giving them a reason to tease Maedhros by showing his small drawings and the small portrait of you. 

- The twins kept asking you things and were surprised when they learned you were fully aware of who they were and did not seem bothered by their past. They quickly accepted you when you showed them the drawings and they were continuously cackling at Maedhros, who was at the edge of considering murder. 

- He knew well that they were not going to let him hear the end of it. 

- He momentarily told you to go elsewhere for a moment, and you heard him yell at them to go home before escorting you home without them. You heard one of them calling Maedhros out for having a crush. You only giggled at the rest of the journey, while Maedhros looked like a deflated balloon. 

- But some time later, your focus on art began to waver toward Maedhros, the shape of his face, his crimson hair, and the soft expression he often wore. You made a few sketches of him but felt yourself become a bit shy at the thought of giving them to him. It was surprising because you don’t usually become shy when giving people their portraits. 

- Maedhros suddenly became busy for a week, so you couldn't see him. It was something related to a family business, and during that time you grew to miss him. He did send you a letter beforehand and you couldn’t help but hold on to it.

- When your sister and brother-in-law came to visit, they found the sketches and the painting of Maedhros. You told them about your visits with him and your sudden change of feelings toward him. They seemed surprised, then explained you were falling in love with him. 

- The thought made you excited, and even more excited when your sister and brother-in-law supported your feelings, but for the sake of your family, you will reveal them gently. 

- You slowly opened up about your feelings to your new mother and father and since they did not hold any grudges or bad opinions about the sons of Feanor. They accepted it, having had a feeling who you have been seeing and how much happier you seemed to have gotten. 

- You then attended a party. You and your family were dressed for the occasion, and to your joy Maedhros was there. 

- People looked at you like you were a headless chicken when you approached him and Maedhros seemed stunned when he saw you, though not in a bad way, he looked at you and the dress you wore and called you beautiful. You shyly returned the compliment, telling how dashing he looked. 

- You explained your sister married one of the Vanyar, who was a noble house, and thus became part of their family. 

- You two mostly conversed the night on the side, and when it was time for a dance, Maedhros encouraged you to find someone else for a dance partner because he might pull bad attention on you.

- You told him you were a clumsy dancer and did not want to accidentally embarrass yourself by stepping on someone’s foot or making them fall though you would love to dance with someone. 

- Maedhros then seemed to have an idea and he led you outside, where you two slowly danced to the song. He helped you learn the steps, and that closeness made your face burn with shyness. You incidentally stepped a few times on his feet but he was patient. You had fun and you two even laughed about it.

- It was the first time you even heard him giggle out of the silliness of the whole situation. 

- At the end of the song or two, you then remembered and asked if he could meet you at the castle garden at the end of the party, wanting to tell him something in private. He agreed and you two momentarily returned to your families. 

- Your parents and sister were still dancing, so the only one you found was your brother-in-law’s younger brother. He was young and a bit rash, but you two were close. 

- You shared with him that you had been meeting someone and planned on confessing, and he seemed happy for you till he realized it was Maedhros you were talking about.

- He suddenly became upset and told you how you should not court someone like Maedhros. 

- He used to grow up hearing all the bad stories about Maedhros and his family, so you understood his rashness and tried to calm him down. You tried to explain that Maedhros had not done anything to make you like this, but then he mentions how Maedhros also used to be a thrall, thus he was not also evil but tainted by darkness. All thralls of Morgoth were tainted with evil and darkness. 

- You were stunned by his statement and told him you used to be a thrall of Morgoth too. 

- He became quiet by your confession. You were not angry with him but his words did cause pain in your heart since your sister had shared how you both used to be thralls in Middle Earth. 

- He started apologizing, but you assured him you were not angry but needed to be alone. 

- You do not know what happened after but you did hear your sister yell after you retreated into the garden since it was the end of the party. You tried to dry your tears while waiting for Maedhros, but they forcibly came out and you started sobbing, remembering painful memories of your time in Angband and the death of your parents. 

- Maedhros was startled when he found you like this and quickly questioned what had happened.

- You shared what happened with him and then told him the story of how you and your sister became thralls in Middle Earth. 

- When your home fell, you and your family were taken to Angband. Many bad things happened during your time there, including the death of your parents. Your sister was a child back then, and one day, you sacrificed your life so she could escape the iron hell.

- Your sister managed to escape, growing up alone and falling in love with a Vanyar elf when the host of the valar finally came to end Morgoth’s reign of terror. 

- However, the sorrowful part was that for most thralls who end up dying there, their souls would be trapped in the darkness or fade from existence. Your soul was lucky to escape the darkness and find its way to the halls of Mandos, but your parent's souls were not so lucky.

- Your younger brother's words brought back the memories and you felt hurt he thought all thralls were evil, even though you do not remember ever doing evil things when you were still alive. 

- You then apologized to Maedhros for not telling him. 

- Maedhros only shook his head and comforted you. His presence was enough to make you calm. You told him your brother got upset because you wanted to confess your feelings for him. 

- Maedhros was shocked until you explained that you accept him and his past and that you liked being with him. 

- Maedhros then told you he had already started falling for you when you accepted his brothers and how your gentle enthusiastic heart simply began pulling him toward you. He only held himself back because he believed you deserved someone, who did not possess such a tainted past as him. 

- The first age was long gone and his past as a thrall did not matter to you as you used to be one too. You would love to court him as long as he accepted your feelings. 

- He then gave you a gentle kiss on the back of your hand and told you he would guard your heart and joy till you did not want him anymore. 

- You became happy and confessed you did not believe there was ever going to be a time when you would not want him. 

- When he returned you home, you heard how upset your sister was after hearing what happened. Your little brother was ashamed after getting yelled at by her. You tried to assure them you were not angry and had already forgiven him, then Maedhros further dispelled the argument, asking their permission to court you. It was a surprise, but it seemed to have worked dispelling the violent atmosphere. 

- Your sister, brother, and parents admired Maedhros’s boldness and since they were aware of your feelings for him, they accepted. Your little brother seemed hesitant, but Maedhros seemed to have a way with words and even he relented and gave his blessing, also because he felt awful about the things he said. 

- Their acceptance made you really happy. 

- Later in the week, you finally gained the courage to show the sketches and paintings you made for him, and he admired them then teased you made him look way too pretty, which made you laugh. 

- Then during your first month of courtship, he introduced you to his mother, who was delighted to meet you. She teased Maedhros because apparently he talked a lot about you and was glad that he finally confessed.

- Maedhros still kinda wanted to keep you away from his brothers, but since Maglor and the twins already knew, he revealed he was now courting someone to his father and the rest of his brothers. 

- His father was happy for him and told him he was free to love anyone he wanted especially someone who bore him no ill will for what happened. Caranthir wanted to meet you since he was a bit skeptical but after meeting you, he was certain his brother would be fine. Celegorm was a bit bummed down that he was left in the dark and Curufin was upset when he found out you were the one who accidentally dumped paint on him during the hunting trip. 

- You apologized for it, and he then dared you to paint something good since he was not convinced about your artistic talents because of how clumsy and sometimes forgetful you were. 

- You accepted and with some tips from Maedhros and Celegorm, you managed to paint a painting that impressed Curufin. You were not certain what he thought of it after he received the painting, but Celegorm confirmed he liked it. 

Legolas glanced around, old and new faces, all happy around him and he looked for a face that will talk to him during this ceremony. Turning yet again to look around, he noticed a new face, but one of similarity: An elf.

You looked young and innocent, though Legolas knew with elves you could have been older than him and wise. But he knew he was right with his assumption by the way you acted. Your gleeful smile that never left your face and your excited eyes bounced around the place, unable to take everything in, though your hands where tightly clutched onto you to show you were nervous and new to your surroundings.

Legolas approached you slowly as to not startle you and when you noticed him, he bowed lightly to show he was no threat. “I noticed you seem lost, I wanted to make sure you were alright.” He commented, causing you to shyly nod.

“I came with my father and siblings to see Aragorn, though it seems my excitement has made me separate from my family…” You quietly explained. He offered his arm at the mention of being lost.

“Well would you like me to keep you company till we find them?” He asked and you smiled thankfully and locked your arm with his. It was rather crowded so it was understandable that you were clinging tightly to the prince. “What is your name?” He asked you.

“Y/N, what is yours?” You asked. Legolas was now convinced you had little to no experience of the outside world to not know he was a prince.

“Legolas.” He informed you. “Do you know Aragorn?”

“Very well, I knew him as a young boy in Rivendell.” You explained, and with it, explained to Legolas where you were from, though he wondered how he still had not seen you in his stops there.  “Do you?” You asked him back, snatching him from his thoughts, and he nodded.

“We fought together recently, we’re close friends.” He told you. “If I am correct, your from Rivendell, though I’ve been there a lot for business, and I’m surprised this is the first time we’ve met.” Legolas wondered aloud.

“My father doesn’t like to have me around the talk of violence, and I prefer the company of a book in my room during those meetings.” You explained. Legolas hummed at your response, keeping his eyes on you, though yours wandered around as you spoke, till you noticed something. “Father’s there!” You called, and pulled Legolas along with you, and much to his surprise, you came to a stop in front of Elrond.

“There you are, Y/N, where did you go off to?” Elrond asked you, before noticing your arm latched around Legolas’, who bowed respectfully.

“Sorry father, I got lost. Legolas helped me!” You told your father, who gave Legolas a thankful smile.

“Thank you. Y/N, if I am correct, Aragorn wishes to see you, and he’s that way. We’ll catch up.” Elrond pardoned you and you quickly bid goodbye to them both and rushed to find your old friend.

“Y/N is your daughter? I’ve never seen her around.” Legolas commented to the Lord.

“She’s a shy girl, the thought of travelling is something she wants to do but frightens her. Getting her here was her first trip outside her home.” Elrond explained. The two elves kept a watchful eye on you from a distance as you met Aragorn again and get excited and practically jumped on him. “She’s took a liking to you. I suggest you visit often, she doesn’t often have new friends.” Elrond hinted to the prince. Seeing you happily talk to the new king and look around made Legolas already make his choice and consider even taking you on those adventures you desired.

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- You endured many trials during your journey and witnessed many things. You had the unpleasantry of meeting Collum. His appearance was as twisted as his soul, a living reminder of the Ring’s corrupting power. You had heard whispers of him in stories, a being consumed by obsession, and it was clear from the moment he slithered into your path that he coveted the Ring.

- However, despite your mistrust and Sam's outright disdain for him, Frodo chose to show compassion, allowing Gollum to join your group and guide you through the perilous lands corrupted by Sauron’s shadow.

- Collum was an unpleasant company, but you admit he was useful. 

-He seemed afraid of you. You already knew that he despised elves, but it seemed even he was able to sense Gabriel’s malice within you, claiming it was something dark and worse than the dark lord. It was one thing you agreed with him. The malevolent entity within you was a sinister and unrelenting force to be reckoned with, a power that felt potent enough to challenge Sauron himself and take the Ring if given a chance. 

- Gabriel's desire for dominance, for destruction, was palpable, and it mirrored the Dark Lord’s ambitions in a way that made your skin crawl.

- You had managed to keep Gabriel’s foul words out of your ears. However, his presence had made you more prone to anger and violence. This became evident when you and your small group were captured by the rangers of Ithilien and in a heated moment, you threatened and nearly attacked them out of rage. It took all of Frodo’s and Sam’s efforts to calm you down, their soothing words cutting through the fog of fury that clouded your mind.

- The men of Gondor warily watched you afterward as elves were not known to lose their temper like that. It made you feel a pang of guilt. 

- These bursts of anger frightened you and it took some time before you apologized to them and Faramir, their chief. 

- He was understanding enough to grant forgiveness, especially when you told him about your possession problem. 

- When you learned there was going to be an attack on one of their cities, you wanted to lend your aid. It was a high risk as you could lose control in the heat of the battle, but at least you could focus Gabriel’s lust for death upon the orcs. If it helped the men of Gondor in their battle against the orcs, then it was a risk you were willing to take. 

- However, the night of the attack was much more violent than you thought. 

- Orcs were everywhere. You fought alongside the men of Gondor as best as you could. However, there were too many of them. You tried to keep yourself in control, but the anger and despair filled you with an insatiable hunger for violence.

- You were at your breaking point, teetering on the edge as Gabriel’s dark influence reached out to seize control. Just as the malevolent force began to creep over your mind, a brilliant light erupted around you, cutting through the chaos. You felt a warm hand gently cover your eyes, shielding you from the blinding radiance, and a calming presence materialized behind you. The oppressive weight of despair and rage momentarily lifted, leaving you breathless and bewildered.

- “You do not need to fear me,” a voice resonated with calm authority, like the toll of a celestial bell. “I am Archangel Michael. I am here to help you.”

- You felt less fearful of the new creature as you knew what an archangel was, and who Michael was. 

- Michael’s voice was calm yet resolute as he spoke. He explained how he had sensed his brother’s escape into your world and how Gabriel had been tormenting and corrupting you. His words carried no judgment, only understanding. Then, he revealed something that ignited a spark of hope in your heart—there was a way to banish Gabriel back to his realm, to the abyss of darkness where he had originally been confined.

- Skeptical but willing to trust Michael, you asked what you needed to do. Michael then explained that you needed to stand on pure land, utter a prayer, and speak Gabriel’s true name, as it would give you power over him.

- You were then returned to the battlefield. At first, you were confused, but when you heard Michael’s voice urging you to hurry, you asked Faramir where you could find pure land. He promptly instructed you on where to go.

- You quickly made your way there, sensing Gabriel's fury as he realized what was happening. He forcefully tried to take control, but with Michael’s words, your will was strong enough to resist him. In a fit of rage, Gabriel’s presence manifested and killed all the orcs in your vicinity.

- Finally, you found the place. As you stepped onto the pure land, you felt Gabriel separate from you. For the first time, you saw him outside your body, and he was even more terrifying than you could have imagined. His form radiated dark power, and the air seemed to grow heavier around him.

- He preyed on the hobbits and the One Ring. You tried to intervene but with a sudden surge of invisible force, he slammed you against the wall, pinning you there with a crushing weight. As you struggled, his attention shifted back to the hobbits, the gleam in his eyes filled with malice and hunger.

- You met his gaze with newfound determination. You knew exactly what needed to be done to banish him once and for all.

"Your name gives me dominion over you, false angel. And I do know your name," you declared, your voice steady. Gabriel's eyes met yours with anger and arrogance. 

"You are Lucifer!" you shouted, your voice filled with conviction. His eyes widened, a flicker of fear crossing his features for the first time.

"The devil, the serpent, the king of hell!" you continued, your words dripping with disdain. 

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I condemn you back to the darkness from which you came!" you screamed. 

- As the last syllables left your mouth, Gabriel screamed in agony, his body beginning to crumble and disintegrate into nothingness. His furious cries echoed in the air, but it was too late—his power had shattered, and he was gone.

- You dropped down from the wall and felt something like a heavy bag of rock being lifted from your shoulders.

- As you sat there, breathless from the confrontation, you saw a single white feather drift down, landing softly at your feet.

- "Well done," Michael’s voice echoed in your mind, the warmth of his words washing over you. "Gabriel will never torment you again." His voice faded into silence, leaving behind a sense of calm and security.

- Because of Morgoth, he doesn't appreciate someone cruel and who would willingly take advantage of others. He would withhold the moonlight from them if he saw them trying to exploit it, letting them be unguided in darkness. 

- He also gives the impression that he would accept you regardless of your race.

- If you were a maiar, the chances are that you have known each other before he became the guardian of the moon. 

- If you served under the same valar, Orome, you would often wander and hunt together. You might share the same appreciation for the silver tree and would not mind Tilion’s adventurous nature. 

- If you served a different valar, Tilion would often come to visit you and encourage you to go on adventures together. He would respect your boundaries if you preferred to stay near your valar’s domain and bring you interesting things he found on his travels. 

- When he became the moon’s guardian, you would rarely see each other. The distance would sadden you, but whenever it was time for the moon to rest, you would see each other again and Tilion would share news about the world, especially if you did not leave Valinor. 

- However, if you travel outside of Valinor, Tilion would look out for you during the night especially if you fight Morgoth and his darkness. You would sing to each other as a way to communicate and appreciate the moments together whenever Tilion decides to come down. This would give birth to many stories of you and Tilion wherever you happened to be seen together by the children of Eru. 

- If you were tempted by Morgoth and joined him, Tilion would feel saddened and betrayed. He would have a hard time accepting your reason to join Morgoth and grow even more resentful toward the fallen valar. He would sometimes search for you on the land, and if you did not repent and stayed in the dark, he would mourn for your fate and eventually leave you out of his mind. 

- However, if he saw how you wished to repent and sought to return to the light, he would feel happy and help you if Morgoth tried to prevent you. He would also ask the Valars to give you a chance and stay by you whatever your punishment might be. 

- If you were an elf, he would find you curious. He might have some knowledge of how the courting among elves worked, taken he had interacted with the elves of Orome’s hunting parties, so he would not hesitate to approach you. 

- He might not even notice the feelings he would catch for you, but when he does, he would first seek and learn appropriate ways before confessing. He might get excited and become eager to achieve when he sets his eyes on something, but he still respects boundaries and does not want to come out that he might scare you away. 

- It would not matter to him which elven clan you belonged to as he valued personality over such things. 

- If you were a Noldor, he would be curious to learn from you as your people were known to be great craftsmen and passionate. During the darkening, his affection for you would shake if you followed Feanor and participated in kinslaying, he would be sad by the event and it would take a long time for him to even look at you again. If you did not join the kinslaying but followed your people out of loyalty, he would respect it and feel sad because you would also suffer the doom of Mandos. During your time in Middle Earth, he would look down and subtly look out for you when things get rough. 

- if you were a Teleri, he would find thrill and joy in your people's outgoing nature and love for sea travel. He might even join you if you were especially adventurous when it comes to the ocean. During the darkening and kinslaying, he would be there to comfort and protect you and your family. If you survived, and have been left heavily traumatized, Tilion might not know how to comfort you through your grief but he would try. He would even hesitate to become the moon's guardian which meant leaving you in your hardest time, so he would always come to you whenever he could. If you died during the attack, he would grieve and feel resentment toward the Noldor.

- If you were a Vanyar, he would find you interesting as you would most likely remind him of the golden tree Laurelin and his beloved friend Arien. However, he would adore you regardless and you might bring out the mischievousness of him. 

- If you were a Sindar, Tilion would find you curious as he would have less knowledge about your people. He would find beauty in your home and respect your determined yet loving nature, especially if you shared your love for him and the stars. 

- If you were human, he would find your race incredibly curious. You might have crossed paths when he was down and did something that piqued his interest. Humans are much more different from elves, so he would be both amazed and excited to learn more. If you shared a love for the stars and found comfort in the moon, he would be even more delighted.

- He would be saddened to realize that you would not live as long as he does and would eventually leave the world behind, but he would accept it. All living beings have their own life cycles, and death is a natural part of yours. He would cherish the time he still had with you and would not allow any of it to be wasted until it was your time to travel to the unknown. 

- Or perhaps, in some twist of fate, you become immortal for him, giving away your gift of dying. Tilion would feel joy to have you by his side, but would treat you gently as immortality was not something that came naturally for humans and that it was not a choice anyone should make out of a whim. However, if you assured him that you were certain of your choice and that you wished to stay with him, then he would cherish you for eternity. 

- Tilion also gives the impression that he and Arien share a great friendship. Perhaps during moments when they are both in the sky or during an eclipse, he would speak fondly of you, and Arien would be happy for him. She might even keep an eye out for you during the day and share the news with Tilion if something happens.

- If you are a loyal type yourself, then you two would most likely survive through the thick and thick of the first years of Arda, and perhaps when Eonwe realizes his deep feelings for you and becomes more mature in the matter of courting, he would ask you to be his spouse, especially if you two have a strong foundation of loyalty and companionship. 

- Manwe and Varda would have most likely pushed him to confess and eventually ask you to marry him. 

- However, if you were tempted by Melkor and joined him, Eonwe would have been confused and heartbroken. He would have realized his feelings too late and be left hoping you would eventually return to the light. If you did, then he would be there to welcome you with open arms, if not, then he would only feel sadness in losing you. 

- If you were an elf, Eonwe would have some idea of how to interact with you but be very confused about his sudden rise of feelings toward you. He would worry it is appropriate for him to seek a relationship with you, and try not to step over your boundaries. 

- Eonwe would likely need a lot of reassurance, and perhaps a push from Manwe, to finally have the courage to ask to court you. 

- You will most likely have to teach him the basics and the norms in courting an elf. He would be familiar with the Vanyar, but not on deeper levels. He had likely interacted with them on official business. 

- Physical touch would most likely feel strange for him at first, but if you are patient and gentle, he would grow to like it. 

- It wouldn’t matter much to Eonwe from which elven clan you come from. He would focus more on your personality and what kind of person you are. 

- Eonwe values loyalty and a good heart in a person. He would not mind if you were slightly mischievous and caused harmless pranks, even finding some amusement in them. However, if you were a teaser type, he would be pretty shy and wouldn’t know how to interact if you kept teasing his poor heart.

- He does not appreciate evil and harm caused to others. If you were part of the Noldor and joined the kin slaying, then he would be upset and heartbroken. If not but decided to leave Aman with your people, he would understand your loyalty to your family, and patiently wait for the day when the valars would grant you mercy and allow you to return. 

- If you were a Telerin and survived the kin slaying, he would have a close experience of what losing you felt like. He would be there for you as you tried to recover from the whole ordeal. However, if you didn’t survive the kin slaying and ended up in Mandos, he would feel awful sadness and try to plead with Eru himself that you would be able to recover in the soul. 

- If you were a Vanyar. Eonwe would likely be familiar with most of your kin’s customs, having interacted with them way more than the other two clans. There is a high chance you two met at a party or by chance when he had some errands. 

- If you were a Sindar, you two would have met during the war of wrath. He would not be most familiar with Sindarin customs, but if you manage to catch feelings for each other, he would ask you to join him in Valinor at the end of the war. If you accepted, he would be ecstatic, but if you still had business in Middle Earth, he would respect your decision and wait for the day when you would finally sail to the blessed realm. 

- If you were a human, things would be slightly complicated. There could be two ways how you two could have met. 

- One, you two met during the war of wrath. Eonwe would have heard his fair share of things about humans, so he would be intrigued about you once you met. 

- If you didn’t have the most positive view of him and the valars due to their absence in the whole war, he would have difficulties befriending you. However, he would slowly understand you when he learned about all the losses and tragedies you endured. He would feel empathic and become protective of you in a way. 

- He would respect you if you were trying to contribute to the war in your own way.

- He would feel conflicted when he realized his growing feelings toward you since you were not immortal like him or the elves, and neither you nor your kind were permitted to enter the blessed realm. 

- Your time would be limited. He would do his best to ensure your safety during the war, hoping you will live through it and allow for a peaceful life. You two would probably not share anything about your feelings until the last minute when it was time to say goodbye. However, if you did not survive the war, he would silently mourn for you and perhaps feel regret for not telling you of his feelings. 

- If Eonwe decided to stay in Middle Earth for some mission Manwe bestowed upon him, and incidentally met you. You most likely end up as his guide in Middle Earth.

- He would be wearing a disguise or a form that would help him blend in with the people, so you would have no idea he was a Maiar. 

- Eonwe would learn more things about humans from you. He would still share the same conflicted feelings about his growing feelings toward you, but after some counseling and advice from old acquaintances, he may be more open-minded about it. 

- He would eventually reveal the truth about himself to you, and you will either be accepting or there was a chance you already knew about it. It would be impossible not to notice things when you’ve traveled together for some time. 

- If you two got together, you would be a happy pair, and spend as much time together as possible. 

- Eonwe would think you were adorable if you got a big fascination toward his wings and allowed you to play with them even if they were slightly sensitive. 

- Eonwe would most likely stay in Middle Earth to be with you at the end of your days. Or if you contributed to fighting evil and protecting Middle Earth, then maybe the Valars would allow you to stay in Valinor, or perhaps grant you an immortal life so you could stay with Eonwe. 

- Gollum became terrified of you, not because you were an elf, but because he could sense Gabriel’s wicked presence within you.

- Your irritation and anger spiraled further out of control when you encountered Faramir and his rangers. Tension flared, and it took both Frodo and Sam to calm you down, snapping you back to reality before you lost yourself entirely. Realizing the weight of your actions, you offered a solemn apology. With the moment diffused, you resolved to continue the journey with Frodo and Sam toward Mordor.

- If you had known what would have happened when you stepped foot in those lands, you would have never gone there. 

- Gabriel’s words became louder when you arrived in Sauron’s lands. He wanted to be free, and he tempted you to let him take control—to let him take the Ring and kill Sauron.

-You knew what it would bring, so you tried to resist, even though it felt like you were already falling into insanity.

- In a heated moment, when Gollum tried to kill Frodo and take the Ring. You grabbed the wretched creature by his neck and started adding pressure, intending to snap his neck. Frodo yelled at you to stop, pleading for you not to kill him. However, you did not hear him and then a loud sound of a neck being broken echoed across the air and Collum fell dead before your feet. 

- You all looked at Gollum’s dead corpse in shock.

- It was at that moment you fully comprehended what you had done and fell into a panic. Gabriel was getting out of control. There was no way for you to hold him back.

- You then decided to leave your companions, explaining that you would become a danger to them if you stayed near the Ring. Gabriel wanted the Ring, and you could not allow him to hurt them.

- They tried to plead for you to stay, even Frodo, even if he still felt upset over Collum’s death. But you made your decision. You bid them good luck and wished that Eru would watch over them before walking away.

- You tried to get as far away from your hobbit friends and the Ring as possible. Gabriel mocked you for abandoning them and losing your chance to take the Ring. You snapped back at him, willing to leave them if it meant they would be safe from him.

- You froze when Gabriel then said something that send shivers down your spine. He could sense that they had already been captured by Sauron’s servants. Then, like a dagger to your mind, visions unfolded before you—Frodo and Sam, bound and broken, their bodies trembling under the torment of orcs and other vile creatures.

- Fear gripped you. If they had been taken, did that mean Sauron had reclaimed his Ring? Or was there still time? Uncertainty gnawed at you, but the horror of their suffering drowned out reason.

- Gabriel’s voice slithered through your thoughts, weaving into your desperation. Go back, he urged. Save them. You cannot do it alone, but I can help you. Just let me in.

- You hesitated—then, in your weakness, you turned around. You went back.

- You used your tracking skills to find them. You soon found them, and Frodo still had the Ring. He looked like he was also over his limits, so you carried him and together tried to escape the prison where they were kept.

- However, luck was not on your side, and you were surrounded. When the orcs realized Frodo had the Ring, they attacked him specifically. You tried to defend him with Sam, but the situation had gotten out of control.

- In your direst moment, Gabriel reached out, promising to help if you simply submitted to him. In your despair, you saw no other choice. If he could at least protect your friends, then perhaps it was a price worth taking. You then did what you would have never done in your wildest dreams and allowed Gabriel to take control.

- Gabriel made you grin a wicked smile before using his power to kill the orcs in an instant. Sam and Frodo were spared, and the orcs looked at you with terror.

- But then, they watched in horror as you picked up the Ring. You gazed at it, entranced by its whispers, the weight of its power pressing against your mind. Then, without hesitation, you did the unthinkable—you absorbed the Ring into your very being. Its power surged through you, unraveling its essence, destroying it utterly. With the Ring gone, Sauron’s lifeline was severed. His form crumbled, his presence erased from existence. His reign of terror had ended.

- But it was not a victory. It was only the beginning of something far worse.

-Gabriel had never desired the Ring for Sauron’s downfall alone. He sought it as an anchor, a conduit to merge fully with this world. Now, with its power coursing through you, the final seal binding him was broken.

-The transformation was instantaneous. Two vast, shadowed wings tore forth from your back, unfurling with a terrifying grace. Your form twisted, your elven features dissolving into something unrecognizable. Your hair darkened, shifting to the same eerie shade as Gabriel’s. The shift was complete. Where you once stood, Gabriel now loomed—no longer a voice in your mind, no longer a mere presence, but a being fully realized, free at last. You were gone, trapped in the abyss, with no way back.

- Gabriel turned his gaze upon the hobbits, their faces frozen in fear. Yet, with a smirk, he reassured them. A deal was a deal—he would not harm them. To break his word would be beneath him. Even a fallen angel had his principles.

- Then, with an almost casual motion, he clapped his hands. The world trembled. The sky darkened. The sun vanished. The moon and stars flickered out, swallowed by an abyssal void. A new era had begun—an age not of fire, nor of shadow, but of something far more absolute.

- An age of darkness.

- A shudder passed through the world as all who dwelled in it felt the shift. The very air grew heavier, thick with an unnatural stillness. Fear gripped every heart, for they knew—this was no mere absence of light. The darkness was alive, sentient, and it would not lift.

- The elves, attuned to the fabric of the world, sensed Sauron’s fall. But with that relief came a greater dread, a chilling certainty that something far worse had risen in his place—something equal to the ancient evil of Morgoth himself.

- Frodo and Sam stood amidst the silence, their eyes wide with despair. Tears slipped down their weary faces, not in relief, but in horror at what had been unleashed. Sauron was gone, but the victory was hollow. The world had traded one tyrant for another—one more powerful, more unknowable, and entirely without restraint.

- Gabriel, the false angel, had been set free.

Gwindor. He was a kind and handsome elf. He and his brother had been friends with you and your sister since you were children. 

His kind and loving nature pulled you toward him like a moth to a flame, and you could not help but fall hopelessly in love with him. You even imagined yourself marrying him one day and having a family with him. However, that day never came when you grew older and he fell in love with your sister. 

You envied their relationship, especially when later they decided to get engaged. However, you could not bring yourself to hate your sister. You loved them both and since you cared for their happiness, you distanced yourself, wishing the best for their engagement and hiding your broken heart. 

It was not hard for your feelings to go unnoticed by everyone. You were a very silent person, but one did notice and that was your father. He confronted you about it and you told him about your feelings toward Gwindor. He was sharp when it came to you and your sister, so there was no point in trying to hide it from him. 

You felt heartbroken, but you were happy for the pair. Even though you might never be able to love someone else, at least they would be happy with each other. Your father encouraged you to be there, and you did support and comfort them when things got difficult and Gwindor lost his brother in the Sudden Flames.

Then the worst happened: Gwindor decided to join the battle for the north despite your father’s orders not to partake in it. Unable to let go of his brother’s loss, he went anyway, and you wished him a safe return.

However, he never returned and you later heard how the battle came to a devastating loss. Your heart broke for him and you mourned with your sister, believing he had died. It helped break the ice between you and your sister, even though you never told her of your feelings toward Gwindor. 

Many years after the battle, to your joy, Gwindor returned with a human man who called himself Agarwaen. He was scarred, had lost a hand, and his appearance had changed significantly. It would have been difficult to recognize him from his former self, but you still recognized those eyes, which still held kindness.

Joy took over your mind and heart. You even embraced him to see if he was really there. Gwindor was surprised by the gesture but returned it with a soft smile. You nearly cried when you expressed how glad you were to see him again, alive and free from Morgoth’s cruel clutches. 

Gwindor comforted you and then introduced you to his human friend. 

Your soul felt at ease to have him back home. You gladly helped him and his friend settle back in Nargothrond. His friend was odd and quiet, but he showed gratefulness for your kindness. You finally felt like things were going to be better, perhaps the Valars have finally taken pity and granted you joy by returning Gwindor from the darkness. 

However, things between Gwindor and Finduilas were never the same. You saw how she was glad to see him safe and home, but her eyes no longer held the love they once had for him. Instead, her affection was directed toward the human man who had begun to earn fame and recognition among the elves of Nargothrond.

It was not too long when she decided to end their engagement and relationship in total. 

Your heart ached for Gwindor as he seemed saddened yet did not feel anger toward his friend who had Finduilas’s heart. Even after everything and losing so much, he did not feel the slightest ounce of anger or resentment. 

You decided to try to be his comfort, especially when some people mistrusted him for his past as a thrall. You understood that some wounds caused by Angband would take time to heal, but you did not believe Gwindor to be a spy. If Angband had managed to tamper with his gentle heart, he would have been less kind toward everything— but he wasn’t. Angband had not managed to break him. 

Gwindor felt appreciation for you and your support. You two began spending more time with each other, catching up with silly conversations you used to have as children. He shared what had become of his brother, Gelmir, and you felt sorrow at the thought of his sweet brother facing such a cruel end. 

Gwindor had come to terms with his brother’s death during his time in Angband. The only thing that kept him going was the thought of returning to Nargothrond and reuniting with you and your sister.

Your heart felt warm by his conviction, and your feelings for him resurfaced the more time you spent with him. You simply wanted his smile to light up his features once more. 

You felt certain reluctance toward your feelings for him. He had loved Finduilas, and thus would never fall in love again, so what would be the point of confessing your love for him? 

However, you had your answer, when the man he came with turned out to be Turin, and he began to encourage your father and the rest of Nargothrond to go to war with Morgoth. A great bridge was built. Gwindor was against it as he knew the might of Morgoth better than anyone. However, no one would listen. 

You tried to talk to your father about it, having your own doubts about the plan. But he was also convinced of Turin’s plan. 

Then came the day when the forces of Nargothrond were to march to war with Morgoth, led by Turin and your father. And to your fear, Gwindor had also decided to join the battle despite his scars and lack of hand. 

You decided to reveal your feelings now while you still had the chance rather than keep them secret forever and possibly lose Gwindor again to the fangs of war who spared no one who happened to get caught by them. 

“Gwindor, wait!” 

The elf stopped when he heard you and turned to look at you as you approached. His armor gleamed with silver, and a helmet rested beneath his arm. It was a sight all too familiar to you, which only deepened your dread about his chances of returning home.

“Is there any way I could convince you not to go? I’m afraid this plan is too far-fetched and you and father will never return,” you explained as you caught up to him. 

“Turin is confident that we might win, and besides, even if we didn’t go to war, Glaurung would still come this way,” Gwindor answered softly. 

“And we could have been able to stay hidden if that bridge had not been built. It’s standing there like a sore thumb, a dead giveaway to our city,” you stated. 

“I mean no disrespect toward you or your friendship with Turin, but I’m afraid his hatred for Morgoth and thirst for revenge has clouded his judgment. Building the bridge has already left us bare to the world, and what shall we do if you lose this fight and we are left defenseless?” you questioned, sounding nearly desperate and devoid of hope at the thought of being attacked by Morgoth’s armies. 

“That will be left to be seen…” Gwindor said with a tone of hesitation and sorrow. There was no denying it. He was not fully convinced of the plan, and yet he could not stop himself from joining the hopeless fight. 

You thought about your feelings for him. It was no or never. 

“Gwindor, please. Do not go. I already lost you once. I do not think I can bear the pain of losing you again,” you said. 

“You know I can’t just stay behind. It would be neglectful on my part,” Gwindor answered. 

“Then hear out what I have to say, because if this might be the last time we speak, I will never be able to say it again,” you said and he listened. 

“Gwindor. I have loved you since our childhood. And I pushed myself away and never dared to put myself between you and Finduilas. If this might be the last time we talk, then I at least wish to share my feelings toward you once and for all then leave them unsaid,” you revealed, tears nearly prickling out your eyes as your heart was open to him. 

Gwindor looked at you with shock and surprise. 

“I do not expect you to return my feelings. I just wanted to tell them rather than hide them and regret never telling them,” you added, waiting for his reaction. 

“Even If I made foolish decisions and became this…” Gwindor motioned his scars and missing hand. 

“I have never been one to care about looks. You might have lost a hand or been scarred by the dark lord, but you never lost your love and kindness. I can still see in your eyes,” you said as you caressed his face. 

Gwindor leaned into your hand, placing his remaining hand on top of yours.

“To think I was this fool not to notice this..” Gwindor uttered with his eyes closed as he enjoyed the warmth of your hand that nearly felt like a gentle candle flame. 

“If I have said something earlier. Would you have perhaps accepted me?” you asked. 

“You stood by me, even when Finduilas lost her affection for me. Perhaps it has always been possible to fall in love for the second time. My answer is yes,” Gwindor answered, and for a moment, you felt your heart be lifted from the sorrow. 

Then the dreaded horn sang, indicating it was time to march. 

You two looked at each other one final time. His eyes held sorrow, yet familiar warmth as he gently took your hand away from him. 

“I must go now… If the Valars will take pity on us. They will allow us to meet again in the future,” Gwindor said and you then watched him leave.