I was the elven prince of Mirkwood. You were a simple elf that was living with your father in the forest. Your father always wanted to protect you and kept you away from everything. He never allowed you to go out and meet someone, but in th nights you were sneaking to find me. We were really close friends.

One night, you sneaked and runned to the forest. Infront of a lake with a little of fog. I was there, standing tall and when you came, a smile played on my lips.

"You're late.."