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gwador2014-05-24 03:41 am
sylvanguard) wrote in gwador2014-05-24 03:41 am
Snow day!
Winter had come to the forests of Mirkwood and everywhere the trees that were not ever greens were bare. A cold wind blew down from the north, bring snow and ice with it so that the whole forest lay covered in a blanket of white. Overhead icicles dangled from tree branches, glistening brightly in the morning light. For all it's cold severity, there was a certain beauty to the forests, one that Tauriel was eager to take delight in as she stepped out from the gate to the King's halls.
Others of the guard appeared indifferent to the beauty of the day around them, so she paid them no mind. They were all older and more jaded towards the world than she was. Hope soared the moment she spotted Legolas about to come out on a patrol with them. Of all the elves who made up their company, he remained her closest in years and therefore still had some child-like youth in his views to the world.
"Does it not seem lovely today mellon nin?"
Others of the guard appeared indifferent to the beauty of the day around them, so she paid them no mind. They were all older and more jaded towards the world than she was. Hope soared the moment she spotted Legolas about to come out on a patrol with them. Of all the elves who made up their company, he remained her closest in years and therefore still had some child-like youth in his views to the world.
"Does it not seem lovely today mellon nin?"