[Type] A The Silmarillion and The Lord of the Rings fanfiction.
[Disclaimer] Everything belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien. The mistakes in this story are all mine.
I wanted to know who he was. Because, from that brief moment alone, I already knew he was someone I could never surpass. Though I was not yet of age, I knew how to show respect. “My lord, my name is Enerdhil. May I know your name?”
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