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I would give all the gold and jewels under the sun to taste the sweetness of your kiss, hear the melody of your song, and feel the love that envelopes completely as you hold me in your arms.
~Thorin Durin Oakenshield



~ They watched their king stand on the cliff side until she was gone from his sight and then they watched him stand there some time longer.  Their great King who had lost so much but seemed to keep fighting for what he wanted and what was rightfully his.  The admiration for this dwarf was of the highest respect and dignity and no other would compare.  He slowly turned and saw them all staring at him.  He looked at each one and saw not pity, but veneration and hope in their eyes.  They would fight with him, side by side, to get his kingdom back. To get him back to his love. ~



Chapter 1 ~ A Song in the Night

Kale was playing with Nightrunner who always seemed to find her at night. She ran with him through the soft glow of the moonlit forest that bordered Rivendell’s edge until a soft, heart-catching song filled the air around her and stopped her in her tracks. She spun around listening for its direction and then slowly slipped through the woods.

With the wolf at her side, she made her way to the pull of the music. She walked stealthily through the moon-bathed trees that cast slanted beams of light on her until she reached an orange glow that poured into the forest’s edge. She peered through the trees and saw the dwarves standing around a small fire smoking their pipes and singing the most sad, soul-stirring music. Suddenly, she could see Erebor in their song and panicked when fire filled her eyes. Smaug, the dragon, had come to destroy and she could see everything in her vision. She shook her head trying to figure out what just happened as fear took her and she lost her breath. Tears filled her eyes but no one else seemed to notice anything, except Nightrunner who whined with worry. She was back to reality but trembling. The dwarves stood around Thorin, their leader. She looked at him then and saw the great pride that they held for him. She knew the stories of the exile of “Thorin the Bold” told by young and old elves alike through the years and had just seen with her own eyes how he tried to save his people that day. He had been heroic and fought to get them free, putting his own life at risk of Smaug’s wrath.

The dwarves had reluctantly come to Rivendell for help and rest after an attack by orcs, foul goblin-like creatures that had started to come out in daylight. As she watched him, her own admiration for him started to grow. Thorin of Erebor was here, and she felt an overwhelming sense of connection to him. It was as if she already knew him and wondered what role she would play in his life. What was this strange pull that brought her here? Her nerves seemed to tingle as she thought about revealing herself. The dwarves began to discuss stories and plans for the dangerous journey that lay before them. She smiled at some of their tales and then became tense, realizing what awaited them. As the fire died down and Nightrunner's pull began to tear at her dress she slowly disappeared back into the night, forever changed by the arrival of dwarves in Rivendell.

She lay in bed that night tossing and turning as she faded in and out of her dreams. She stood in a small clearing of an ancient forest and could smell rain coming in the crisp, cool air. She was frightened, not knowing where she was, and covered herself with her arms to keep warm until she saw him. She heard his voice echoing in the air around her, and her heart stopped when she saw the loneliness that filled his eyes. She ached to comfort him and to pull the pain and loneliness from his body. He seemed so broken. She breathed in deeply, not knowing what to say, but slowly walked to him. He seemed to disappear the closer she got and would reappear somewhere else in the forest, just out of reach. He finally whispered from behind her and she froze as he wrapped his arms around her holding her close. The closeness made her body tremble as she closed her eyes trying to remember how to breathe. She felt his warmth and began to ache for it. She slowly turned to him, getting lost in his eyes, and she held his hand to her cheek refusing to let go.

“Don’t leave me,” she whispered.

He felt warm and smelled of the sweetest earthy scent and his eyes seemed to understand, beautiful blue eyes that made her weak. He pulled her to him then, whispering her name, and she awoke with a startled jump that left her gasping for air. What was happening to her?

In another room, on the opposite side of Rivendell’s river, Thorin awoke the same way. His mind raced wildly with thoughts of her. What madness and magic had the elves poured upon him? Who was this girl that lingered on his lips and did not want him to leave? He could still smell her in the air around him and he craved more. Was she real? Had he gone crazy? It was a mistake to come to Rivendell; he cursed the old wizard for leading them here.

The next day revealed itself with tables of plain food and full but unsatisfied bellies. The whole atmosphere around them was full of cheer and warmth but somehow left Thorin on edge with the delight it carried. Gandalf presented the swords that they had found in the trolls’ cave and Elrond explained where each was forged.

“This is Orcrist, the goblin-cleaver,” he announced, taking Thorin’s sword. “It was made in Gondolin by the high elves long ago and has performed heroically in battle. There has never been a finer blade.”

Thorin was not pleased with the history of his newly-claimed Orcrist - made by elves! - but felt proud and strong to have it in his grasp. Elrond promised to read the moon letters on his map that night under the light of the crescent moon. It crossed Thorin’s mind to bring up the one that had claimed his dreams, but decided to let it go, knowing that it could jeopardize the map reading if such a thing offended Elrond.
The dwarves walked endlessly around Rivendell that day, anxiously waiting for the moon to appear. Kili and Fili found interest in the elves' archery skills and Balin found a love for their ancient books. The others seemed to crave their sweet wines and rums and would gather crowds, entertaining them with their adventure stories.

The day seemed long and wasted to Thorin, but he was thankful for rest and the protection of their borders. He was bruised, stiff, and sore and could barely go on. Thorin searched the she-elves faces as they would walk by laughing and chattering to each other. He even walked up to one sitting on a bench alone just to see her face. She softly smiled at him and then continued playing her harp. She was surely a dream, he thought. The most majestic of them could not hold a light to her beauty and then he glanced up. A hawk was flying from the top of one of the highest cliffs that surrounded Rivendell, making a loud squawk.  It swooped down and onto the arm of an Elf standing on her balcony. She smiled the biggest smile and fed him something from her hand, whispering Elvish words he could barely hear, and then she looked down and gasped. He was sure his mouth had been hanging open too but could not seem to take his eyes off of her, as he was left frozen in her gaze. Time seemed to stand still until he heard Kili calling his name. He quickly found the strength to look away and saw Kili and Fili coming to his side, wondering why he had not answered them. When he regained the courage to look back up she smiled shyly and then disappeared into her room.  

“Who was she?” Kili whispered in awe, wide-eyed and obviously struck by her as well.

Thorin did not answer as his heart began to pound and he knew she was real, very much as real as his own soul, and he yearned to see her again.

That night they made their way to an ancient rock table engraved with the oldest of elvish languages. As the clouds parted, Elrond laid Thorin’s map on the table and the light from the crescent moon made the letters glow from within. Thorin was amazed and anxious to hear it. His heart pounded as he felt his ancestors hope lingering in the air. There was no way into the mountain for any but Smaug, until Gandalf presented the map to Thorin at Bag End weeks ago. The map and key was left by his father and grandfather and it held all the answers to help them reclaim what was rightfully theirs.  The signs were being revealed and it was time to return.  

Elrond discovered that the map told of a secret entrance in the side of the Lonely Mountain and a keyhole that would appear when the thrush knocks with the setting sun of Durin’s Day. Durin’s Day was the start of the dwarvish new year. This filled Thorin with more hope and confidence, but Elrond seemed to warn him against such an adventure and deemed it unwise as long as there was a dragon at the end. This made Thorin’s dislike for the elves grow more, trying to get in the way of their plans. As the party began to leave and head back to their own affairs, Thorin stayed, wanting some time to be alone. He needed to put out the fire of anger Elrond had built up in him before he said or did something that he regretted. He always found it easiest to get away and breathe before he released his anger on someone. He held onto so much anger. He never forgave, and he never forgot, leaving him bitter and uncomfortable to be around. He preferred to be alone but tried to have time for his nephews and closest kinsman. Why they loved and followed him, he did not know.

He peered over the side of the cliff and saw a small waterfall that fell into a small pool below it, almost hidden by the trees. It seemed to call his name; he knew that he was in need of a bath and relief from the worries he carried on his shoulders.

Thorin made his way down to the moonlit-filled pool. The air was cool on his face and the sound of the falling water seemed to relax his aching muscles. He removed his belt, vest, and boots and began undoing the ties of his shirt when he was taken aback.

He had never felt his heart stop the way it did that night. The moonlight that bathed down on them in blues and silvers, the look of her as she appeared out of the pool, the way she stared, not scared or shocked, but smiled a soft shy smile that stole his breath as she slowly covered herself. It was her! She could have destroyed him that day and he would have let her. In that instant, he had found a place for her in his heart. He had an overwhelming feeling of want, to hold her, to keep her safe, to let her be his, and he didn’t even know her name, or did he?

She slowly turned and pulled on an ethereal robe that was lying on a rock beside her. He turned around quickly not knowing what to do, mind racing as wild as his heart and then she was there, sitting close on a rock beside him, a perfect being, thirsty for his attention. She was like a child with a thousand questions yet she seemed to know all about him and his purpose. He could barely look her in the eyes, yet could hardly look away. He answered with nods and soft smiles yet was still embarrassed and pleased at the same time that he had seen her that way.

She told him of her life here at Rivendell. How her adoptive father and brother found her alone in the woods not knowing where or who her people were. She wore a crescent moon necklace around her neck that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She looked as perfect and majestic as the most beautiful of all elves, but as small in stature as the smallest dwarf. She had the most beautiful smile that made little dimples in her cheeks and her eyes would dance as she laughed and then she would softly look at him and sigh.

How could she hold his gaze so? What power did she possess over him that made him want her? What was she thinking when she would stop a moment and look up at the moon and then find his eyes again?

As the night drew on he came to know her. He closed his eyes as she spoke her name and he realized he already knew. Kale, a simple yet beautiful and faithful name her father had given her. Fate loomed over them as he listened to her whisper in the night. He realized she loved being outdoors, a quality not much preferred by dwarves, and that she dreamed of flying, a quality most definitely not preferred. But somehow with all their differences he seemed to feel he would be lost without her and did not want the moment to end. Couldn’t they stay at this little waterfall forever? Couldn’t each others’ company keep them alive with no need for food? He quickly thought that the fish of this little pool could be enough and smiled.

“What is it?” She smiled softly at him holding his gaze and then she looked down at his hand and frowned.

“Oh, nothing,” he quickly added and then every nerve of his body stood on end as he felt her touch. He looked down at where she had softly laid her hand on his. A long, deep cut ran down the length of his thumb to the inside of his wrist and in a moment it was gone. The warmth of her touch was like a soft fire that burned within him and left him longing for more. He knew of the healing powers of the elves and did not question why or what she did, he just softly closed his hand around hers and held her there the same way she held his heart captive.

She looked up at him from under her lashes and held his gaze but left her hand in his and smiled softly. Her body tingled as she felt her hand in his and she took in a long breath to steady herself. Looking into his eyes she realized he was the one, the one that was meant for her, and was hers. Something had always told her he was coming and she had always waited, even brushing off one of her dearest friends, and now she was not going to let him go. The pull that had been calling her to him was now understood. Yet, he was only passing through Rivendell. Would he stay, stay with her? Would she be enough? Perhaps she could go with him? Her father and brother would never let her go, of course. It would be too dangerous and she would just be a distraction. But whatever was to be their fate, all that mattered was she wanted him and he was here now, with her in this moment. She knew they had that and she would cherish it forever as she would him.

She loved the shy look in his tender eyes, and she found herself keeping up the conversation to look into his eyes. She found it hard to think sometimes from the warmth of his hand in hers that did not let her go. She knew he had been through and lost so much. Could she help him fill that gap in his life, would he let her? She rambled on about small things like the weather and their life here in Rivendell but he just sat there looking perfect to her and interested in everything she said. She would stop and he would smile and urge her to continue. Did he really find her interesting or was he just being polite? Was he lonely for the company of someone else not in his party? Her mind wondered with questions she did not speak.

She knew the night was growing closer to dawn and she was holding him from bathing. She was surprised her brother or father had not sought her out yet so she decided to quietly let him be.

She stood and shyly whispered, “Good night,” and realized he still had her hand. And then he did something that captured her completely.

He kissed her hand, softly and whispered, “Good night,” in return and then unwillingly let her go.

She knew then that Thorin was truly “Thorin the Bold” and smiled shyly. She thought she would faint and had to concentrate on how to breathe. She focused on the cool air that floated around them to clear her head as she slowly turned to leave. When she reached the edge of the tree line she turned quickly to see him one last time, and there he was, eyes still following her. She blushed and smiled again, as did he, and then disappeared into the woods. She ran, happily smiling, and was soon joined by Nightrunner. All around her she felt life, the night creatures seemed to dance, the stars smile, the breeze sing, and her heart was catching fire.
Thorin Oakenshield reluctantly arrives in Rivendell where he meets the mysterious elven-like creature Kale. Thorin's destiny to reclaim Erebor is now laced with love and a connection that will guide his way to take back his throne.

I love dabbling in writing but have never been as moved to write something until I was introduced to the character, Thorin Oakenshield. I fell in love and a story grew in my mind that I had to get out and reflect on paper. I have written my own version of the Hobbit where Thorin is now the main character and finds a new path after his visit to Rivendell. Thorin's destiny to reclaim Erebor is now laced with love and a connection that will guide his way. With one new character added, it knocks him completely off track but keeps him on course at the same time. I loved this character and he deserved more ~ I wanted more!!!

Inspiring Music: A Thousand Years www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffkawk…
Sober www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXzg2y…

Chapter 2 ~ Safe and Sound durinheir.deviantart.com/art/T…

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Thorin Oakenshield & Co. belong to Tolkien and Kale, Rafe, and Brakin belong to me :love:
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MotherOfDragons64 Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
AWWWWWW cute FREE flying hearts Icon Emote Cuddle Love 
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Clap love your story
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SiaDark Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I LOVE LOVE LOVE this story,I have read all the chapters,and I find them awsome!!!!I am a really big fan of Thorin and I cried when he died at the movie,so I am really happy with this story because It  had a happy ending.You are a really good writer. I am working on a fanfiction too,but it is nothing in front of yours,I would be really really happy if you could take some of your time to read it,and tell me what can I do to make it better......thank you...continue to write amazing stories! :) :) :)
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durinheir Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Awww, you are just too sweet! I would love too, when time permits. Just shoot me the link :love:  I don't get on here a lot anymore, but I love dropping in to see these sweet posts, thank you :flirty:
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It is a mlp fanifiction siadark.deviantart.com/art/I-l… Check it if you find some time... Hug Hug Hug 
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nolongerbroken1326 Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow I love this, very breathtaking
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durinheir Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you ~ that's the word I wanted this whole story to be :love:
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Hobbitpony Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2015
Lovely!  Very interesting!
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durinheir Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
thanks :hug:
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Helen1Beauty Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2015
I love your story! 
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durinheir Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
thanks so much dear :hug:
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ladyoakenshield1978 Featured By Owner May 2, 2014
I love you story !!  I love Thorin and Kale !!
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durinheir Featured By Owner May 7, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
aww so glad ~ thank you so much *hug*
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WhiteCattheheroqueen Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2014
That was beautiful! :iconlove: :iconroseplz:
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durinheir Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
aww, thank you so much :hug: I hope you enjoy the rest :love:
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childofdurin Featured By Owner Jan 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for this wonderful story, I've read it right through twice now, plus quite a bit more on certain chapter's. It's may favourite story I've read so far on Thorin. Thank you so much for giving him a future.
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durinheir Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Awww, so glad you like ~ you don't know how that touches my heart!  It was a lot of work and being a fanfiction I knew I could never take it far.  I had to make the choice to share or not, and these comments make me so happy I did :tighthug:
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makaley1 Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013
love the story, wonderful can read your writing the rest of my life
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durinheir Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
thanks mommy :hug:
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Elyssium-Lissadell Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh my, so good <3
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durinheir Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
yay ~ so glad you like :blowkiss:
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MistyMountainGirl Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2013
So cute! Wow I can really match a Thousand Years so this. :D
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durinheir Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
awww ~ thanks honey :tighthug:  many songs helped me write this story and of course one very inspirational sexy dwarf hehe :blush:
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MistyMountainGirl Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2013
No prob. ^^ I'll be following it closely :D Music is so inspiring; I love it when it can get you to write awesome things like Thorin's Heart. Oh jeez, lol.
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aww thank you :tighthug:
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Your welcome. :hug:
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A truly wonderful beginning that pulls one in wanting to read more of what is to come. 
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durinheir Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:tighthug: thank you so much ~ I poured my heart into it :love: 
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lexypuppy228 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2013   Digital Artist
beautiful! :) you are truly a gifted writer!
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durinheir Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Aww, that means so much to me ~ thank you!!! He was very inspiring hehe :flirty: Hope you enjoy the rest ~ it's emotional :love:
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LadyOakenshield157 Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2013
I love this story so far! I've been working on one of my own actually with a little similar storyline and defiantly changing it around the book but this has really inspired me. You are an amazing writer :)
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Thank you :hug: I had an inspiring subject to write about and some amazing friends that are helping bring it to life :love: Hope you enjoy the rest and good luck on your own story ;)
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AmerTon Featured By Owner Jun 17, 2013
My sweet best friend, Durinheir, your story captured my heart the first time I read it! I'm so happy for you ~ it has all come together so nicely! I love how you've added the links "Inspiring Music" also! I cannot wait to read it all again!!
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hehe ~ you're the best :hug: Thank you for stopping by ~ love you so much :love:
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BaneofSauron89 Featured By Owner Jun 17, 2013
This is amazing! I love Tolkien fan fiction to begin with especially Thorin, because i always thought his character could be developed a lot more. I love the romance between Thorin and Kale. It somewhat reminds me of when me and my wife first met in college.
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Awww, so glad to hear. I thought the same my friend ~ hope you enjoy the rest :hug:
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Maeneth13 Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I love the dreamy way you write, it makes this all so wonderful to read. :aww: Your Oc seems like a very warm and genteel girl; she could be perfect for someone like Thorin~
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durinheir Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Awe ~ thank you so much :hug: So glad you like it so far - yes, I tried to make her a light for him especially when everything gets dark. He needed calm for his storm and I loved writing it :love:
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Maeneth13 Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome. :aww: That's nicely said; I think that is what she will be exactly for him. I hope to read the rest soon.
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This is a really lovely story! I like your writing style, and I cannot wait to read the other parts as well. :3
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Thank you my sweet little vampire <3
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