A/N: This is the first story that I have written and have shared with anyone. I began this story 6 years ago and have been fixing it so that it makes sense lol! This is a multi book series and this is just one of 4. I hope that you all enjoy this first chapter and stick around for later chapters.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of J.R.R Tolkien's characters or locations (Used in this chapter: Legolas, Gimli)

Chapter 1

Remembering Home

The afternoon sun shone through the trees creating a warm glow on the forest floor which was covered in leaves that had fallen. A golden haired elf and dwarf walked through the forest admiring the trees and beauty around them.

"I love fall time." Legolas said calmly.

"Why? What is fall like in your home?" Gimli asked.

"It is beautiful! It is like a waterfall of colour. My balcony looked over the beautiful forest and the waterfall that followed it. Everyone is cheerful around this time. It is the end of a chapter and the start of a new one. I cannot wait to return to Mirkwood."

"That sounds…pretty but, back home for me in the Lonely Mountain, I am surrounded by stone and beautiful treasures."

"You sound like something is bothering you."

"I am excited to go home, don't get me wrong but, I feel like I am going to miss out on things to see in Middle Earth. We saw many places on the quest for the ring but, I would love to travel without worry of…dying."

"I get it. Would you like to stay in Mirkwood for awhile? I am sure that I can convince my father to let you stay with us."

"I would love that, thank you." Gimli answered cheerfully.

"The trick will be to find a boat." Legolas stated thinking. Legolas turned around only to find Gimli rummaging through the bushes and trees trying to find different materials that could somehow create a boat. As Gimli found pieces he would pass them to Legolas who would make sure that they were somewhat buoyant and then he would carefully put all of the pieces together.

After hours of work they decided to set up a small camp near the river. They sang songs and talked about adventures and their home. Once they got tired they went into their tents and got to bed. Gimli fell fast asleep, but not Legolas. I cannot sleep so I might as well enter today in my journal. He thought. With long strokes with his pen he slowly wrote the words "Today is the day we start our journey home."