Post by Legolas on Jun 18, 2005 1:44:50 GMT
It was so long, so distant now, when the sun's course was predictable, and the green trees of Mirkwood grew overhead. Now Legolas was in soclusion, in exile as he considered it. Long gone from the land of Mirkwood. He could feel something was happening though. Every day he expected to see her come, hair flowing over her shoulders, crowned in the rays of the last dawn. He would wait forever...
