Writing On Lord Of The Rings Ring นิยาย & เรื่องราว

LILY’s POV “Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.” — JRR Tolkien I step onto the ring and all around me, the men quieten down to a hush. A gentle breeze picks up and blows at my hair, sending a few stray strands to dance around my eyes. Dance…yes. This is only a dance, I tell myself. Except it is a dance of blades.

On that ring on his right hand. For a while, I studied it closely. But the more I stared into it, the more it became familiar to me. So familiar that made me just stayed frozen on my feet while staring at that ring with wide eyes habang nakatangang nakatitig lang sa singsing na'yon. My blood ran cold as my heart began to hammer loudly in my chest. That ring.... That same ring.. 'Something O and F..I have to remember that...'

Life said that he was accompanied by Loud and annoying laughter! "Hey I'm different, how does the Ring of Hold get triggered?" I asked Life, Nay Aurelia didn't even give a clue on how to release the Ring of Hold hayss. "It's simple, you just have to draw a circle on my forehead with your blood." Life said that's why I bit my index finger and made it bleed. When my index finger started to bleed, I rubbed it on Life's forehead and formed a circle... Suddenly it lit up dazzlingly and suddenly the circle shape I drew on Life's forehead floated and it grew and came in front of me...

“How can a ring be considered a weapon?” Rowena explained cautiously, “The ring that Ms. Vanderbilt wore on her finger isn’t an ordinary ring. It resembles something that’s used for self-defense. It seems to have something sharp hidden in it, and it cuts.” Mr. Goldmann Sr.'s brows creased as if he was thinking about something. Hans was slightly surprised. “So that ring can not only be used for self-defense but also can be used to hurt others?” ‘No wonder Logan said that Maisie hurt her with a ring. Does that mean that Maisie really cheated?’

My mom didn’t even know she bought a magic ring! “If a woman walked up to you and said ‘I saw you in a vision and this happened so I made this ring to help you’ would you take it?” Luna Laura asked in a skeptical voice “Fair enough” I said quietly Flipping the pages she found the page with my ring on it. Written in script was hard to read but it looked like it said, ‘the one who will be chased by many but will only know heartbreak till the time is right’ Below it was a necklace that looked just like my ring but on a chain.

That seemed like something that should wait until we were both officially marked and our souls were tied together. I explained why we would need 6 rings for the wolves, because my dear isolated princess had no idea how the werewolf hierarchy worked. The woman explained to us that ro imbue our magic and intentions into the rings we would both need to concentrate completely on the molten metal. So we both rested our hands overtop the cast iron pot and concentrated on the hot metal. I wasn't sure if my princess saw the same thing I did, but I watched as both of our magics came pouring out of our pores like a shower over the molten metal. I thought of the wolves being safe from whatever type of

It meant he was in his study. That’s the place where I often find him. I walked to his room and knocked, “It’s me.” “Come in.” I opened the door and walked inside. He was sitting on the floor pillow, writing on the paper which was on the table at just the right level. “You took off your ring.” He said while his eyes were still glued to the paper. It startled me, I really thought he wouldn’t know, “I made myself clear didn’t I. The ring doesn’t come off.” He raised his face from the paper as he set his pen aside. His gaze was so sharp it felt like it was piercing me, “Did I not?”

The fate of our pack and the supernatural world rested in our hands. "Lily, there's more." My dad's voice cut my thoughts off, "Do you know the most special thing about the journal?" "That it holds the secret of the ring that has been guarded for generations?" He leaned closer, "Yes, but not quite." I was so eager to hear what he had to say. "Then what secret, Dad? What's so special about the journal?" He took a deep breath before continuing. "The journal contains information about the Ring of Lythian, yes…," he explained. "The ring has the ability to control and manipulate powerful forces, both good and evil. But without the journal, it cannot work."

Torin raised his left hand, provocatively waving it in front of Ronan's eyes, and calmly said, "Because the heart is on the left side, and the ring is a continuous connection to the heart." Ronan disdainfully snorted, "People say that about wedding rings. If you wear it on your pinky finger, others might think you're a widower whose wife died!" Ronan, always sharp-tongued, wouldn't miss a chance to mock the fox. Torin, with a nonchalant smile, lowered his voice, "In the future, Lyra will put the ring on my ring finger." He then waved his empty ring finger as if there were a wedding ring on it.

he asked, his voice soft and laced with genuine worry. I struggled to articulate my emotions, the words catching in my throat as I fought to regain control. "These rings... they feel real," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Like how it would feel if our relationship was real." Lorenzo's eyes locked onto mine once more, his gaze intense and unwavering as he considered my words. "Maybe it's time we make it real," he whispered, his voice barely audible yet resonating deep within my heart.