Seven Years Earlier Legolas sat on his bed, knees pulled up to his chest, arms wrapped around his legs, trying not to let his tears fall. He was ten years old now and knew he was too big for crying. But as he listened to his parents yelling, even muffled by his closed bedroom door,… View Post
If someone was to stand in the clearing in the middle of the forest, they could be forgiven for believing they were the only person in existence. The peaceful silence that spread throughout the area was so very different to the constant hubbub present in any house or palace halls. If someone turned to their… View Post
Thranduil strode through the vast hallways, his gown billowing out behind him, full of relief that his endless council meetings were over for another day. Servants moved out of his way as he drew closer, allowing him to pass unhindered. Thranduil did not even spare them a glance; there was something much more important on… View Post