Title: Under the Sky
Disclaimer: Middle-earth belongs to Tolkien and his heirs: I wander there for fun, not profit
Author's note: This drabble and the following one (also on Envy) are a pair, for reasons which will hopefully become obvious. The titles may make more sense taken as a pair, too...
High in a beech after Elrond's Council as sunset turns the valley scarlet and gold, Legolas returns endlessly to Galdor's revelation. They hold the Three! Imladris, the Havens, Lorien. While we struggled for years unregarded to keep back Dol Guldur's rising darkness; all Father's worry, countless patrols, so many lost! And they dwelt safe...
Envy rises into his throat, choking him. I understand Boromir of Gondor, now. Why should we not -
Because Frodo's quest ends the power of the Three, forever. The thought strikes arrow-swift, straight to his gut. For good, or ill. So, Thranduilion... best pledge him your bow.
Further author's note: The question of whether or not Thranduil and the Mirkwood Elves were aware that every major Elven community in Third Age Middle-earth other than them had magical jewellery keeping Sauron's threat at bay, and if they did know, how they felt about it - given that they were easily the most directly menaced by the Dark Lord - is as far as I know a completely open one. (Yes, yes, I know the Havens didn't actually still have Narya at this point. But maybe some vestiges of its protection lingered? In any case, Galdor doesn't know that Cirdan's passed Narya on, and therefore nor does Legolas.) But this is an interpretation that struck me with so many implications the first time I thought of it that I found it irresistible, and have played with it in fanfic more than once - it just fitted this challenge particularly aptly.