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Description: A one chappie fic, posted on my Birthday. While walking through the woods on an anniversary of his birth, Legolas ponders his life: the life of an immortal prince and of an elf.
Just Another Day
Today is another anniversary of my birth, and tonight the people of Mirkwood will celebrate it. That I can not understand.
Today is just another day.
Walking through the forest is something I have probably done every day of my life. The trees are peaceful. The trees don't expect anything from me. The trees, do not know that I am a prince. And the trees are always the same, and always treat me as they would anyone else. But today, they seem different, and that I can not understand.
Today is just another day.
I find my tree, and I find my branch. I sit, and I think. My life. The life of an immortal prince. So I turn another year older? Does it really matter how old I am, if I will never die? My father is far more excited than I am. But why I don't know.
Today is just another day.
How old am I now? I stopped counting many years ago. Why would any elf waste time counting his age? That is something else I don't understand. The humans around this forest town have celebrations each year, and I suppose for their short lives it is a big deal. But for me, today is just another day.
My life. I have done nothing with it. Now as I think back, it has been nothing but perfecting my archery skills, and being introduced to countless she-elves by my father. But still I have not married, and have not yet found love. That is what I should be doing; looking for someone to spend my endless life with, not celebrate a certain day of it. That day is today, but today is still just another day.
I think about anything that would give my life some meaning. Friends? I have precious few. Have I done anything important? No, I haven't. No one would ever guess that I, the prince, lead such a plain life. I have not swept any fair maidens off their feet, and I have slain no dragon. I have saved no ones life, and I have never helped protect my home from evil. Evil? I have been around such a thing only once, and that day had been special. But today?
Today is just another day.
A sudden noise jerks me out of my thoughts. I look down to the forest floor, while silently notching my bow with an arrow. I doubt very much it is anything unusual, but upon looking I find that I'm wrong. It is an elf, a female elf with long amber hair and beautiful hazel eyes. Of course I recognize her.
I feel something strange on my face, and I realize the far off feeling as a smile. Maybe today isn't just another day.