Greetings from distant lands, friends of old!

It is good to be able to post something, even if it is random!

**Eagles theme from the Hobbit plays**

Because I feel so bad in making many of you wait for ages while I slowly write my stories I though it would give you a sneak peak for the revised edition of Fireheart.

Without further ado...

Today's tale begins with the tale of an elf. Not any elf in particular, such as the small     hand -sized, magic-making creature ,children dream of at night to give them wishes, no, this was a noble elf, high in rank, a king, by the name of Thranduil. This task left feelings of trouble, grief, stress but also strength as he knew it was his duty to protect his people. However, this elf preferred many a time to escape the labors of his kingly duties to go off into the forest and seek adventures that lurked within. His father, Oropher, who had left the world of Middle-Earth, due to a valiant death in battle, often told Thranduil, that he should focus upon being the best king, doing well in his princely studies, rather than rushing off seeking the unknown. Hearing, but not always heeding his father's council, Thranduil worked hard in his studies – which in his opinion were rather boring - and after those long hours returned to his adventures.

And that is where our story begins, in the depths of the Woodland realm, alongside one of Thranduil's adventures that would one day perhaps change his life...

 Earlier that day, he had attended a council with the Captain of the guard, an elf of good taste and many, many words, resulting in talks far longer than expected. Whilst the king listened to him drabble on about this and that, he was saved when a guard rushed in, declaring there was trouble in the forest. After further inquiry, it was told that a several wolves had been seen wandering in the midst of the trees. The answer both the king and the Captain of the guard spoke that it was not at all a wolf, something more, perhaps dangerous. Immediately the Captain set out to round up a search party only to be stopped by Thranduil, who was eager for a new adventure and the answer "no" he would not take. A magnificent swordsman and bowman the king was, being fearless when it came to combat. Reluctantly, the Captain complied. Nearly jumping for joy, off went King Thranduil, feeling like a young elfling once again.

Well....I am sure many of you are wondering " Is this written by Tolkien??!?!?!?"

No it is not. However, I have been studying many of Tolkien's works, how he writes, his style and use of language. Using certain knowledge and a pencil and paper, this came forth. :)

I hope you have enjoyed it and I look forward to giving you chapter one of Fireheart - A Thranduil fanfic. I also have been taking my time to update because I love to research and want to get my facts strait. The plotline is not of Tolkien's , but some of the characters and references are. All those belong to him.

This story was a making of my own creation and it is my own tale.

I look forward to your thoughts on what I wrote here!

Farewell!

Niniak