"Legolas speak up. Why does your head hang down?" Father asks me.

"It's nothing father." I say.

"Thranduil, we must stop this evil from rising. We must follow the spiders." Radagast says.

"I will not go outside my kingdom." Father says.

"This is why I left." I mutter.

Aragorn looks at me.

"Father, please, heed Radagast's words." I say.

He looks at me.

"Are you certain we can trust the words of the Brown Wizard?" He asks.

"Why are you always like this?" I stand up swiftly.

Father draws back. 

"Excuse me." I turn.

"Legolas." Father calls but I ignore him. 

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I find a corner where I can rest my worries. I sit down on a tree trunk. I grip my head. He never changes. Still as venomous as a viper. I let out another breath. Why do I even bother with him? He always shuns people around him. He has never shown respect for the dwarfs. To have some fairness, it took me a while to give them my respect.

I can't believe the darkness has crept to Mirkwood. Why would he not tell me sooner? I could've been here. While on the journey here, I saw the webs and the armor. The webs are not natural. They are not made by the earthy spiders, but by the monstrous ones. I take out my bow. It's up to me then. If my father won't see this through, then I must. I stand up. I turn and start running out the kingdom halls.

"My lord Legolas-" A guard calls.

I ignore him. I run through the doors. I let out a breath. I see the webs. They're a trail. Follow the webs and I'll find whoever or whatever is doing this. I do not believe it's by the hands of Mordor. It's something else entirely.