After the battle, Tauriel struggles to find a place in the world. With the War of the Ring on the horizon and her past haunting her footsteps, she must find a way to keep her hope even in these dark hours and find a home where she truly belongs. Characters: Tauriel, Haldir, Galadriel
Tauriel reached Lothlórien in mid summer. She came to the borders of the golden forest and camped there for the night, unsure of the welcome she would receive when she tried to enter. Most of the elves there were Silvan, like her. Perhaps they would show some kinship to her. Or perhaps not.
The morning rose, and she entered the wood. She walked quietly, keeping her senses alert. She did not wish to be surprised by an enemy.
She had not walked long when she heard light footsteps approaching her. She drew an arrow to her bow and pointed her weapon at the sound warily. It was likely an elf, but she did not wish to risk the chance of being caught by an enemy unawares.
And now at last it comes. You will give me the Ring freely! In place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!