The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

He looked at Elrond, then stretched out his hand and tore off the freesia necklace around his neck, and brought the necklace to his neck.Thranduil glanced at it, and the healing light under his hand became brighter.The wind blew Svanil's pale golden hair, and it also blew Elrond's black hair on the ground.Svanil gently stroked the hair blown on Elrond's face aside, and the golden freesia gave off a faint halo around his neck.

"El", Svanil called softly, "El", and put his hand on his handsome face.

Pat, a crystal clear tear fell on Elrond's face and slid down.The long black eyelashes moved, and the star pupils slowly opened...

"El!" Sveil was pleasantly surprised.

The black star eyes on the pale face are as beautiful as obsidian, and the same pale right hand is slowly raised, caressing Sifan Yier's beautiful face, holding it gently, and looking carefully, "I always want to go back to that River Valley, go to the cliff... pick windflowers... and then ride a gray falcon and show you the golden city of Yaminelos..."

The tears in Sifanyier's eyes couldn't hold at all, and they flowed out unscrupulously, "Let's go together, go together, we'll go together when you recover..."

The slender fingertips caressed the crystal tears, "Don't be sad, I am... willing." The breath gradually weakened.

"El!" Svanil held Elrond's hand on his face.

"Live."

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Tears fell like rain.

Elrond lay there quietly, staring at Svanil with black star eyes, and then slowly closed them; turning his right hand, he held Svanil's hand tightly, and Svanil held it back tightly. .Elrond took Svanil slowly, put his hand on his heart, and Svanil leaned forward, resting his head on the other's shoulder.A whisper as light as a feather rang in my ear, and what El said was:

"I love you."

The male elf's hand slowly loosened.

The dark clouds cleared, thousands of miles of sky began to snow, the first snow this winter.The white goose-feather-like snowflakes celestial beings flutter across time and space.The black troops had all retreated, and the elf warriors put down their long swords and looked up at the sky. Countless white snowflakes fell leisurely, gently covering the suffering hearts of every creature.

"Greetings, miss, this is Elrond of Linton."

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"Come on, let's go to the kitchen to get something to eat."

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Swish out the long sword, "Sifan, I bet you win!"

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"Flowing yarn...that is the habit of human beings, we elves don't have to abide by it."

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"I love you."

At the end of this battle, time and space are boundless.Sifan has been to many places, seen many creatures, and lived many years, but only met one, Elrond.