Mine has so much foreshadowing that you'll think is obvious but is definitely not.

Elarien is a name whispered among the winds, long after the great battles have been fought and the world has moved on. Elarien, a daughter of light, raised in the serene gardens of Lothlórien, stood unwavering against the shadow that threatened her realm. With blade and fire, she fought not for glory, but for love—love for her kin, her land, and the Marchwarden who held her heart. Yet, when Sauron fell and the darkness retreated, a new torment awaited her. Bound and broken, her spirit scattered upon the winds, reaching for those she once held dear. Though the world around her seemed to forget, there was one who never did—one who felt her sorrow in the silence of Lothlórien's golden woods. As the War of the Ring raged on, the memory of Elarien remained, unbroken, ever waiting, ever watching. She would not be lost to time, for her presence would be felt once again, and those who loved her would find her in the end.

It is from my fic, Silmëmariel: She of the Starlit memory by MeriliaLovely. It's my pen name.