Disclaimer: No one is mine except for Legolas' mother and the Lady Death and her Consort.

(Legolas' POV)

I run through the forest,

I am the wind rustling leaves, gliding between blades of vibrant emerald grass.

I kiss the flowers awakening them from a deep sleep.

I throw myself onto a bed of flowers, drowning in violets.

The moths swirl around me. They each whisper a hello.

I dance in the forest, I dance with the spirit.

I dance with the spirit of my mother.

*And finally, The Past that Will Haunt comes to a close. This has been such a journey for me, I hope all of you guys who read it thought so too. Well guys, this was the final chapter and I have to tell you guys, this was so much fun writing! The reviewers were AWESOME. Thanks for reading guys!