Unlikely Of Stories

I remember he was here once, I remember a time we'd never bow to TRAITORS I remember a time where those of us who fought the good fight would win and evil would loose but, I remember, was he as good and Heroic as we remember him or were we the true enemies to the el-da-rin people

of the west. Finwë our king led us through great peril to Valinor. By his side we fought the corruption spread by Noldor. Did we not fight with all we had? But darkness came to Valinor with us and death was levied on the peaceful el-dar-in people in their island home. Does blame

promise to retrieve with haste those anguished souls stolen from The Windlass Isles? For when the gnawing pestilent tendrils of Noldor's depraved conjuring spread through the El-Dar-In on a course to Valinor, drawing life from all in it's path, did not Finwë give his life to save

his people? Of course. Such valiant acts should be remembered for all eternity. So it was stated in the Olde Book of Truths. It is said to show the path to an enlightened life, free of Noldor’s torturous curse. The book had been lost since the Great Battle. Until today that is.

It was found by a young boy, no more than 10 years old. He'd been playing in the forest when he found it, hidden under a bush. When he picked it up, he felt a warm feeling flow through him, as if he'd been touched by the sun. FINWË, he whispered as he heard rustles in the brush.

Gone. Nothing but dust. And just like that, he was spat into a whole new world. He screamed and cried, but no one came for him. A dog ran over, barking and whining. The boy pet him, tears are still falling. That is how the duo that protects the War Zone safe was born.