Character: Another Elf [Legolas]
Disclaimer: Tolkien peopled his creation – Kortirion just pictures their thoughts now and then.
Walking the Great Forest, he’d noted with pleasure the play of sunshine on leaves. Some fluttered palely on long, elegant boughs, reminding him of dancing maidens flirtingly swirling their gowns. Some gleamed like polished leather. Others, illuminated from above, revealed strong ribs and delicate veins in intricate patterns. Even in winter, sunlight tipped dark pine needles with near-transparent greenness.
Green... and sunshine, he clung desperately to the thought as they stumbled through Moria’s wasteland. A hand gripped his shoulder
"Courage!" a voice murmured in Sindar. "We’ll soon walk in sunshine."
Legolas swallowed, nodded acceptance, cherishing memories of greenness and light.