Leggy has left you all alone in the room, dazed as you are. You end up wondering why would Leggy be so sensitive about a birthmark.
You soon decided to ask your brother about that birthmark. Your brother is in his room marking test papers. You knock his door and ask quietly "Uhh...Bro, can we talk?"
Bro: What's wrong, Somere? Is there something bothering you?
You made up a story about people seeing your birthmark in tuition and they teased you being Sauron's reborn. Your brother falls for it, as usual, and stares at you seriously.
You: *look at him questioningly* What's wrong, Bro? Anything you wanna tell me?
Soon your brother stands up and goes through his collection of huge historical books and takes out one on the LOTR legends. He turns to a page that shows the eye of Sauron and its content.
Your brother: *reads* In the legends, there was said to be a mysterious being that was neither human nor animal who ruled over the land with an iron fist. Legend has it that he had a symbol on his right palm the shape of an eye that gave him ultimate powers to bring down a whole nation. It was said that by blinding the 'eye' on his palm, a king-to-be reign victorious over his land. I think the LOTR writer took that idea for Sauron. The eye on the palm looked exactly like the picture and your birthmark.
You: Are you trying to say that...I could be the rebirth of that mythical monster?
Bro: I can't say I believe those things, but since I do study them, I suppose...well...there is a possibility...
You walk out of his room weakly. You couldn't believe that you're actually some kind of weird monster that doesn't exist--well, in your world, that is. You suddenly feel very tired. You fall onto bed and sleep almost immediately. You dream of staring in the dark space as I kneel on a pool of blood, oblivious to the fact that the blood I'm stained on is Leggy's...
You suddenly wake up with a start as you feel your whole body burning like fire. It seeps through your kin and through your bones, as if it is trying to take over you. You feel an overwhelming dizzyness, like you're gonna die and no one cares about you. You are about to pass out when you look up and see Legolas standing over you, aiming his arrow at you.
You: Leg...Legolas, please...
Legolas stares at you with his magnificent green eyes, his hands slightly trembling as he aims the arrow at you. You shut your eyes tight, fearing the worst. The blow never comes. Instead you see him lowering his bow and arrow and leans forward to kiss you deeply. You both soon get lost in your own world...
When you wake up, you find a note beside your bed written in Elvish. With whatever knowledge you have on Elvish, the note reads: There'll never be a next time. Never.
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