Gwynnyd's 2005 Birthday Presents
6. A Special Day - by Vistula
Suddenly he spun about, grey eyes alert. Scenting the breeze like a young buck that senses nearby danger, he searched the shadowy foliage.
At the sight of golden hair, he grinned, delighted.
“Ai Legolas! You did come!”
“‘Tis your coming of age, mellon-nin,” the Elf reminded. “How could I miss it?”
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