The light fills the empty void in which I lie. Is someone coming for me? I am ever wishing so. I may have only been locked up for a month, but it has been the worst month of my two-thousand year life. Why did I have to take a trip off the beaten path? How could I have even considered it? To simply abandon reason is to abandon the mind itself. But there is no point wallowing now. Now that the decision was made and I am paying the price. But the light, the light is finally coming through the cracks of my cell door. Someone has come. But who? They must be coming for something. But am I wrong. Just as the light filters in, the shadow comes. The shadow which I cannot escape. I cannot bear the burden of the Dark.
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A/N: Hi, just letting you know the connection to LotR, this is an Elf trapped in an Orc dungeon. Thanks for reading :)