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Looks like my last update was for chapter 7. Chapters 8 - 12 are now posted on Phoenix.

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I didn't forget about this, Erestor just couldn't decide how to play his part for the chatper...

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"It seems to be that time of year again," remarked Lindir. He was sitting on one of the window benches in the Hall of Fire, a mug of steaming liquid in his hands. The windows were frosting up where the steam came near them. Outside, a team of foresters were cutting logs for the winter ahead. They had a good pile started in the courtyard, where most of the flowers had wilted and many of the bushes had lost their leaves. While snow was not as prevalent around the immediate area of the house, the power that Elrond possessed only reached so far. The woods and outlying areas would receive more than a dusting, and there would be drifts on the hewn stairs that led into the valley, making travel in or out nearly impossible. If there was an emergency, there were a few eagles living in the cliffs of Imladris that could be coaxed to assist. Their services were almost never called upon.
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For three days more did Gilraen stay in Elrond’s rooms. Aragorn’s crib was moved to the bedside, and Elrond spent the time sleeping in the rocking chair. He was no stranger to it; for the final year that Celebrian lived in Rivendell, she occupied the bed exclusively and he stayed on the sofa or a chair. The difference in the situations was that while he found himself moving the sofa or the chair further from the bed per his wife’s request, he moved the rocker slowly closer and closer to Gilraen each night. She would awaken briefly from nightmares, and he would hold her hand until she drifted back to sleep. Aragorn was not a sound sleeper, and the hoot of an owl or a call of a stray cat would have him standing in the crib, holding the rail, bouncing up and down excitedly. Elrond tried to take care of the child when this happened so that Gilraen could get as much uninterrupted peaceful rest as possible.

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It did not take long for Gilraen to adjust to life in Rivendell. Her initial walls were put up to protect her son and her delicate emotional state. Barriers she had built up were removed quickly, and her trust in the elves of Imladris grew daily. By the end of the first week, she was allowing Elrohir or Glorfindel to take Aragorn for short periods of time so that she could tend to needs of her own, giving her the first chance in a long while to have time to herself.
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Come the morning, Gilraen was in her new quarters and sleeping in a bed for the first time in many weeks. A crib had been placed in the room for little Aragorn, who slumbered soundly not far away. Elrond had assigned both a nanny and a maid to the newest additions to the house, but without specifically telling Gilraen their purpose on checking in on her. He could tell by her stubbornness that it was unlikely she would have accepted them knowingly, but disguised as well-intended ladies it might go over slightly better.
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Only going to post the header stuff once on this... seems redundant otherwise...

This is the 'unedited' version. I've done a quick read, but I won't totally go through it until March. In the meantime, Britt would not be a happy panda if I didn't start posting it... she said Phoenix was getting dusty...can't have that

Title: Tusk (Chapter 1 of 25)
Type: Fictional; Het and Slash
Author: Zhie :: zhiester@gmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Elrond/Gilraen; Gildor/Glorfindel; Erestor/Glorfindel; also includes Estel, Elladan, Elrohir, Asfaloth; Lindir; Melpomaen; Legolas; Thranduil; Galion; and various OCs
Warning: Sex happens in this story. Also... wait, no, that’s really the only warning. Wait, character death. Okay, I’m done.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. No copyright infringement is intended.
Beta: flying solo on this one, mostly because it’s been too long since I’ve put much out there
Timeline: Third Age, Rivendell and Mirkwood
Notes: Bunniverse compatible. ((character note: Thaladir is a character created by Mary & Mal, and permission was granted to allow his appearance in the Bunniverse)) Written for the 2010 NaNoWriMo.
Summary: Don't say that you love me. Just tell me that you want me. // Gilraen arrives in Rivendell with something of great importance.

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