The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
by Darth_Feanor
It is the Third Age of this world. Women can't be warriors. And I hate that.My name is Lyrasael. Yeah, I'm a half-elf. Yeah, I'm a woman. Yeah, I fight. So what?When I unexpectedly saved the lives of five travelers setting out from Bree, I found myself joining a group of rather strange people, called the Fellowship of the Ring, along with another elf that I have a... dark past with. I swore on Sauron's Ring to kill him, and I will do whatever I have to do to uphold that oath- even forsake the path of the Fellowship.(Note to self- check in with Arwen on how to write dramatically.)This is a personal account of the War of the Ring, written to pass the time in Minas Tirith, and is in no way an official document. This book contains my thoughts and feeling on several subjects (and people) and therefore not for reading, so keep your grubby paws off. Seriously. I mean it. Reading of this book will ensure violent dismemberment 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴. 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘔𝘌𝘈𝘕𝘚 𝘠𝘖𝘜, 𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘎𝘖𝘙𝘕.
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Fantasy · Lord of the Rings