Behind these hefty gates lay hidden, secretly shimmering therein a small treasure chest, the Gems of White Light so close to Thranduil's heart.
Broken pieces of starlight in tribute to his dearest wife bygone...Sqaundered away of late by the grubbing paws of the Dwarfking-wanna-be! Immearsurable tragedy!
Thranduil knew not when or how, in dire detail, but he knew it in the gaping hole of his soul that there would come a time for him to reclaim what is rightfully His! And neither dwarf nor Drake would stand in his way...
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Subject: Re: Hymn to Erebor Tue Jan 26, 2016 7:44 am
But a Sillmarilion-reclaiming Elvenking was so appreciative & favourable... That he let that Great Drake of the Mountain take him as his own..if only but for a gold-studded while...of luxurious copulation where the brightest jewel of all the treasure hoard could not outshine the Elvenking's naked body! For Thranduil shines brighter than any Silmaril!