Does Friendship really live through everything?
No, most friends get separated by time and/ or change.
But not the one of three souls who live in a world which has more magic, adventure and clearer aspect of what is good and what is evil.
I talk of Aragorn, son of Arathorn,Gimli, son of Gloin and Legolas, son of the high elven king Thranduil, who all live in beautiful Middle Earth.
I wish to tell you how the friendship began.
Let's begin with the story of the young prince of Mirkwood and the even younger Estel.

Estel was excited.
Elrond had told him a young elf was coming today and that he was his age!
He desperately needed a friend because even though Elladan and Elrohir were awesome they didn't like the same things he liked and smiled down at him like he was a cute dog when he suggested something which was fitting for his age.
So Estel was determined to make a good impression.
He had practiced his manners, he had trained to walk like an elf and he had even learned some songs of the Woodland Elves.
He looked at himself in the mirror one last time and thought he looked elvish.
He was wearing a royal blue tunic with little white tree stitched on each sleeve and had braids his hair.
Elrond called him:"Estel? Would you please come down? Our guests have arrived."
Estel had to stop himself from running down and went gradually and soundlessly down the short spiral stairs.
He bowed to Thranduil and looked around for the boy he wanted to be friends with.
Thranduil smiled at the child " Hello, penneth*. I have heard much about you from you needn't worry I have only heard of the good things."
"Then I must thank my lord Elrond for the kind words."
Elrond was looking at him with a raised eyebrow wondering who this little angelic kid was and what he had done with the little rascal he knew.
"Elrond told me you had a son, my lord."
A small head peaked out from behind Thranduil and whispered shyly
"I am Legolas, his son."
Legolas stepped out from behind his father and ,still holding a piece of the kings robe stretched out a hand to shake.
The two princes in blue and green tunics shook hands and smiled.
"You two must be hungry! Let's eat."
Elrond said.
They went outside to eat in the nature all elves loved so much.
Estel was ashamed that he was different and had to eat other food than Legolas so he tried to hide the meat he ate but Legolas spotted it.
"What's that, Estel?"
Thranduil frowned at his son since he had seen that Elrond's adopted son had tried to hide it.
Estel swallowed hoping Legolas
would not hate him for it and answered:
"It is meat, Legolas.
Since I am of mankind I need more protein and iron than elves to keep healthy."
He looked down at the table.
"I think it's okay that you eat meat.
If you need it to live a healthy life I understand."
Estel looked up happily, thankful for the sense of the young woodland elf.
"Hey, I've just thought of something fun to do.
Come I'll show you."
The little boy said not thinking about his manners.
Legolas looked at his daddy who nodded his consent.
The two princes ran across most of Rivendell stopping once in a while to greet somebody or to stare at something fascinating.
They raced past the main gateway in the direction of the western watchtower and finally, they reached their destination.
A big tree with his crown so high that you could not see the top but with branches so low that it was perfect for the little boys to climb stood in front of them.
Legolas looked at the tree in awe, it truly was a majestic one while Estel was already climbing as fast as he could up it.
"Come on!"
Legolas snapped out of his trance and started his ascend with more grace and speed than any man could wish to achieve to achieve.
Estel led him to a space were there were no branches in the way and you could see clearly over Rivendell and beyond.
Legolas gasped at the beautiful sight and said
"This is truly brilliant! Thank you for leading me here."
Estel grinned mischievously.
"Although the view is quite amazing, it wasn't that what I meant when I said fun.
Look down there! From here you can see the guards of the western tower.
Now watch and learn."
Legolas watched with a curios expression as the boy picked a pinecone of the tree and threw it with uncanny precision at the guard.
It hit his armour with a loud 'CLANG' making the poor elf jump a feet high in the air then look around in wonder, narrowing his eyes to slits.
Legolas laughed at the expression and was shushed by Estel who was grinning like a madman.
Now it was his turn.
He threw the pinecone precisely at the behind of another guard who fell flat on his face in surprise and said to the guard next to him
"Why did you do that?
"Do what?:
They started arguing and only broke of when the innocent guard was knocked of his feet by a pinecone.
Estel laughed, a little too loud though and the elves notched their arrows and pointed them in their direction.
But after a while they gave up and wandered away.
The two troublemakers continued playing tricks on the guards until it got pretty late and it was time to go home.
Estel climbed down first, not paying real attention to where he tread although he went fast.
Then it happened.
Legolas watched with horror in his eyes as his new friend slipped and fell to his death.
Their screams echoed around the wood but then they fell silent and the only sound was the soft 'thump' of hope's (hope = elvish Estel) body hitting the ground.
Legolas cried out as he saw he wasn't moving and he climbed down as fast as he could.
The young, distraught elf knelt down to him and feared the worst as he saw a slight movement from the chest.
He was still breathing!
Legolas ran towards the western watchtower and told them what had happened and they hurried towards the hurt boy to look after him while he himself went to get Elrond.
The son of Thranduil sprinted towards Rivendell and burst into a meeting of high elven rulers.
Thranduil looked shocked that his son did such a bad behaved thing but the few words he spoke changed everything.
"Estel is dying!"
Elrond stood up even, whiter than ever, and ordered
"Take me to him."
The other elven lords were panicked too because they knew - if Aragorn died then so would all hope for the race of Men.

How was I?
If I made a mstake please tell me and I will be happy to change it but please do not be too harsh, this is my first fanfiction.
I will upload a chapter as soon as I get a friendly review:)
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