Depressing picture for you there
Legolas P.O.V.
All of these memories make me glad that I have left for my own adventure. Leaiwen is constantly on my mind though. Her beautiful face has no equal. And the guilt of leaving her behind still haunts me, hopefully Ada will take care of her though, he can't think that she likes me too, other wise her life will be hell. Surely she cannot like me in that way, I only told her because I may never see her again.
Time skip brought to you by Oli B cracking a rib...
The sound of the leaves under foot caught me of my guard, was I nearing the end of the forest road already? Although I had not slept for two nights, it could not have been this fast. I'm not complaining, it is horrible in there, there is a constant threat of spiders and other terrifying  things. I do not know for how many miles I rode, but Mirkwood is very mirky and woody. I'm glad to be out of there. The cold light began to creep above the last few trees, sunrise on the third day, and I was over the first hurdle.
It was a cold morning, and I wished I was back at home, me and Leaiwen with a book, by the fire, waiting for the day to warm up, so that we could see the waterfalls near lake town or in the woods, enjoying the crunch of the first frost on the ground. Nothing seemed to make her more happy the when it was cold enough to see your breath in the air.
Cold, looming mountains rose swiftly above me, as I spurred on Iyalen, the dark and foreboding pass above me would only take three days on horse back, so I settled in a small ledge in the foothills, and managed to drop off for a few hours, so that I would not have to sleep for the duration of the mountain pass.

Thruandil P.O.V.
"Curses (and splashes my preccioussss) now leaiwen has only gone a taken off after my son! The cheek of it all, when that girl finally returns, if she ever does, I will banish her from the kingdom. She's as bad as that Tauriel, steeling my son's heart and, they were both only sylvan, no hint of Royal or respectful blood found in ether of them. I cannot have this. Look and see if you can catch up with her. The girl's stallion is tethered in the stables, it was found riderless in the woods. No doubt Leaiwen fell of nearby." I yelled at the two elves at my door. They had the audacity to ask me wether I knew of the whereabouts of a certain elf, my adopted daughter. "She is no daughter of mine, adopted or otherwise." I muttered to heir retreating figures.

An, OK, so I know that that was short, but I have a lot to say. So...
I have a few story/ plot ideas, if you have any plz comment below. I would love it if you could vote on the options below, and comment your vote...
A: a fellowship of eleven.  
B: characters who you thought were dead aren't.
C: Some major trouble for leaiwen, dealt by Thranduil.
Comment A,B, or C, and I'll get on with writing he chapter ASAP.  Can't write until I know your votes, so get you mellons (friends) Ada (dad) numa (mom) and other people, elves, hobbits, dwarves, divergents, wizards and muggles involved.🙃 I'll start writing soon!
Byeeeeeee!!!