After a life spent in the wilds, waking to the sound of flowing water, the rustling of small creatures leaving nests and burrows, the chatter of birds as they greet the dawn, dawn in White City seems cold and hard, with only stone walls to surround me and the quiet echo of servants' footsteps in the great hall. Yet I am content here. I have found my sun in Legolas's fair hair, see the flow of water over rock in the depth of his eyes, see the beauty of the untamed forest in the supple grace of his movements as he leaves our bed to greet the morning sun in his own fashion.
I am not the ranger I was, and fear I shall never be the King the people of Gondor - my people - deserve, yet I am content. Worry not for me. I am blessed among men for he has consented to spend his days with me here, and he is all I need to make this place my home.
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Date: 2006-01-24 05:52 pm (UTC)After a life spent in the wilds, waking to the sound of flowing water, the rustling of small creatures leaving nests and burrows, the chatter of birds as they greet the dawn, dawn in White City seems cold and hard, with only stone walls to surround me and the quiet echo of servants' footsteps in the great hall. Yet I am content here. I have found my sun in Legolas's fair hair, see the flow of water over rock in the depth of his eyes, see the beauty of the untamed forest in the supple grace of his movements as he leaves our bed to greet the morning sun in his own fashion.
I am not the ranger I was, and fear I shall never be the King the people of Gondor - my people - deserve, yet I am content. Worry not for me. I am blessed among men for he has consented to spend his days with me here, and he is all I need to make this place my home.