The Humble Memoirs of Legolas Thranduilion

by NobodyVIII

Not much of a title, is it? But to Legolas, one who is soon to leave Middle-earth, this small collection of drabbles contain memories that will otherwise be forgotten-if not stored here. Consider it compensation for leaving the lot of you waiting for nearly five years on Of Chilly Dwarves & An Angry Elf.

1. Chapter 1

My time in Middle-earth is drawing to a swift close. I have seen much-performed many deeds and seen the fall of great men. And yet, I find myself looking back to the smaller, simpler things that I have learned and seen when writing these memoirs. Perhaps they will not be recounted as anything of worth. But to leave them unwritten seems to me a greater evil than to have them merely set aside as anecdotes. So, if the reader will humor me, I will take these few pages to remember. Remember things as they once were. When the fate of the world rested not in the hands of Men-good and noble as they may be. But when all things depended upon the will and never-faltering feet…of a halfling. And his companion.

These are the ramblings of one who is tired…one who has seen and done and wishes to remember. Perhaps also, to forget. Even now, a ship is being constructed to take me from what I have lost on these shores. But all loss stems from the absence of something once held dear. And such memories are always worthy of recounting.

Here follows a small collection of accounts and moments of sentiment…moments that Legolas Thranduilion humbly submits for the record of the ages.