The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien+1
Prescient
by thatdamnuchiha
When dreams stop being dreams, things get confusing.Anna is back – back in a place she once thought was just a product of her imagination. The silvery locks, bluish-grey eyes, and the pointed ears prove that much. Her dreams were memories. The same memories that led up to her death… well, her first death, before she slipped through a crack in the Halls of Mandos.Ash, blood, and fire haunt her, the sounds of a dying, burning city echoing in her head whenever she tries to rest. Coming back from death is never easy. Death leaves scars on one’s very soul, but who better to heal those wounds than the company of her kin? There’s only one problem. Returning to her kin in Arda means facing the elf she sacrificed her life for. The one whose heart she broke all those years ago. But she doesn’t have an option to stay away.Every day the call of the sea grows stronger for him, and it’s not his time just yet. He is their emissary, and it’s time they finally gave something back. Even if that something happens to be the love he’s convinced he lost years ago.[pending edits; reconstruction in progress]