"That idea was clever." Runaan admits.

"I assure you most of my ideas are." I say.

I turn. 

"Why do you ride like that?" He asks.

"Sorry." I turn.

"Almost lying down on the horse when you're looking at the back." He says.

"Does it bother you?" I ask.

"No. No." He turns.

"Just admiring the view. It's been quite some time since I saw the real world." I say.

Centuries have gone by. Most people have forgotten me. Most elves don't know me. I look up at the sky. I see the birds flying. I barely remembered what they sounded like. I had forgotten the sounds of the forest. It floods into my ears.

"Aaravos-" He starts.

"Hmh?" I turn my head. 

"How long?" He asks.

"How long what?" I ask.

"How long were you imprisoned?" He asks.

... I fall silent. It's been so long since I first felt it. My world darkening. The walls rising around me. I haven't really thought about the time. I had lost count these past man years. I turn my head. 

"Did I say something wrong?" He asks.

"I don't know." I finally answered.