Finally, a real, less-than-one-hundred-words drabble! This one is dedicated to WoodElfJedi, or Lir. I wanted my first all-Legolas drabble to be dedicated to her, since I know how much she loves him.
#71- Arrow
The shaft was thin, but strong; the head, sharp, yet blunt enough to cause considerable damage. It was, for an orcish arrow, considerably well crafted. Legolas stared at it with admiration in his eyes. What he wouldn't give to have such an arrow inside his quiver.
It was such a pity that it was inside his lung instead.
