Episode 1: The new forests.
(Legolas Voice)
It's now a year since Aragorn married to Arwen, they are about having a child and now the dark times are far away in the past, forests destroyed by war are beginning to go back into life.
The forest once was mine have again reborn, yet that's not too weird cause us, elves have nature magic so after working hard we have managed to bring our forests back to life. Now everywhere you look you can see the happiness and life, the peace has brought everyone. Humans improve and regain their value under Aragorn's laws. We, elves, on the other hand, seem to go less cause most of us ran away on war times. But I stayed, same goes to some other elves that now are beginning to spread all over this lands. And I have gone back to the head of the elves in my community.
My father was killed on war, same goes for my brothers; my "sisters" are gone on ships to cross the sea… I'm alone, the last member of my family staying here, and I have the bad feeling that I'll be the last one.
I see days pass and nights come. I can't sleep much, even for being an elf. I can feel something bad coming.
Of course, it's nothing too bad. There are still some orcs, trolls and other dark creatures, Sauron followers still in the lands, but they are too spread for being a real menace. Anyway, they are still there and they give some problems from time to time. Mostly to humans that walk around the place.
Aragorn comes from time to time to visit me, with Arwen. I really admire her. She was really admirable for renouncing to her eternal elfish life for her love, Aragorn. He is a lucky guy. Time pass at their faces, but not on mine.
Sometimes I envy them because they will live and die together. But I don't want such a life, even if I can share it with someone I love. What I like the less from the kind of life we elves have is that if we have human friends we will see them die before we can even go elder.
And it was on one of their visits that everything happened.
The first orcs murdered near our forest's news came.
"There has been some other orcs murdered near Gondor too." Aragorn told me.
Arwen usually went around with some women there.
"I have heard about orcs acts and murders lately." I told him. "Wind brings me whispers of what could be another little war. There's something going wrong not so far of our lands."
"I hope that doesn't bring another war." Aragorn said. "My wife is about giving birth my heir and a war would just make things worse."
"You don't have to care much about it." I said. "War is still far and it has still not turned out into anything."
"But you are also worried, my friend." He told me.
It was true, I was a bit worried. Orcs were beginning to appear killed near forests and not too far from our lands. Lately it seemed as if whatever carrying death was getting nearer us as days passed. I wondered what could be and if it would pass my forests.
But would not be so lucky even if I wised it doing my best. The following day news was worse. The last orcs had appeared not too far from my forests. Death was arriving near us. I was a bit nervous all the day, and my men were told to keep all their senses awaken in case something happened.
Aragorn was still here, and he was also nervous. Arwen was sent back their home that same afternoon when one of the explorers I sent to check the frontiers told me he had got news on the breeze of more death just some miles from us.
But it didn't arrive to our frontiers till dusk. And of course, I never expected it to have that appearance.