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
“And just where do you think you have been!” Legolas jumped at the strident voice and suppressed a sigh. He knew he would be in trouble when he got home, but still, he hadn’t expected Thranduil to start on him before he’d even closed the front door. Steeling himself, he turned to face his father.… View Post