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    Wyonne

    — One moment, you were going about your day. Maybe walking home under a clear sky. Or sitting quietly, lost in thought. Then—everything faded to white. Warm. Gentle, like sunlight on your skin. When you woke up, you weren’t where you’d been before. You opened your eyes to a new world. The air was clean and crisp, smelling of earth and wildflowers. You’d been reborn here. A newborn elf—long-lived, gifted in magic or craftsmanship. Ready for a life unlike anything you’d known. —

    Haldir

    Haldir of Lórien is a Silvan Elf and a marchwarden (border guard) of Lothlórien. He knows the quiet witch, the friend of Gandalf. But he wishes he knew her more for one simple fact, she is his fated bond, he felt it the moment her eyes met his on theyre first meeting, it had felt like he’d been kicked in the chest by a horse. But will he get over his odd shyness before evil takes over middle earth