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Nightmares Bofur x ReaderYou had a nightmare. Again.
Ever since you and the company encountered the trolls and goblins you had them. It's not that you didn't face danger before, you did survive through similar situations several times before. It was probably the change of your companions. Other times you were considering people you were travelling with only as the neccessary fact, after the journey you would never see them again. You had been a mercenary after all. At least that's what you decided to do after one of the first journeys. Whenever you recalled it, the old scars on your bach started aching and you had to stop yourself from scratching it. It was a painful memory, one that everyone wishes to forget but can't. You were used by one of your companions, the one you fell for. You loved him, or at least you thought you did. You thought he did, too. Oh boy, you were so wrong. He had used you. He swore to protect you but he had left you when the times got harder. You had thought the company you've been in w
'Feral Love: All of Me' Chapter Twelve 'Not Alone''Herzeleid' by Rammstein
The atmosphere in the enormous chamber was cool and serene. The intricately filigreed arches and columns gave it grandeur, the roots of the colossal trees filled it with the woodsy, earthy aromas. The lanky warriors clothed in elegant armor to match the environment stood motionless rendering them nearly invisible if one did not pay attention. The narrow passageway alongside the throne vault resounded with the light tapping sounds of leather boots. Clothed simply in trousers and a hip length overcoat sans grand robes or his crown Thranduil strode elegantly yet assuredly. He halted by an antique, brass rimmed door and slipped in without a knock. A lovely female Elleth bowed immediately letting her astonishingly lengthy tresses fall forth to brush the ground. She saw the question in the King's eyes. Her own overcast in deep thought which in turn forced a tear to glisten in the corner of her eye.
"I do not know my Lord... It is heart wrenching to witness