[Wait wait I'm just a tad confused: is this before, after or during the Battle of the Five Armies?]
[And OMG Thranduil ^^ That one scene with the throne....that is just soo arrrrrg *is flailing arms around* so cute! XD]
Tauriel was perched on a roof in Laketown - she kept telling herself she was on the lookout for Orcs, but in her heart she knew the real reason for why she was keeping such a close eye on the town. She was hoping she might spot him, metal-clad Dwarf among the gray streets. Tall for his race, with dark hair and a contagious smile. Was it real? She wanted to believe that so badly, but it seemed like everyone kept telling her it wasn't. Suddenly, she spotted movement nearby, and if she had not been trained as a skilled guard of Mirkwood, she surely would've fallen off the roof just trying to catch a glimpse.
Bilbo sighed, sitting against the wall of a building. It was actually quite chilly outside, but it was also refreshing in an odd way. And he needed time to think...to mull everything over in his mind. Everything that had happened during the quest...he never would've dreamed of it last year.
[:P Super sucky Bilbo-post because writer's block...

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