"Legolas thinks back fondly on the time he received his first bow."
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"I cannot promise you it will not break." His father said.
Like his mother's that day, he thought.
"I cannot promise you it will protect you of being broken either."
Like his mother that day, he thought.
"But I know it can help you become stronger and harder to break than any oaken bow in Arda."
He outgrew the bow before it broke. But his father was right, as he often was.
An Age later, Arda had Thranduil's tiny old bow to thank after all.
