"Something is wrong Elrond." I say.

"He will be alright Radagast." Lord Elrond says.

"I am not convinced." I say.

The wind has gone still around us. I smell the woods. There is something at work. Something terrible is happening. One I cannot quite pick out.Legolas... I fear he's playing a dangerous game.  A bird comes flying to me. My old friend Buzzer. He caws at me. His caws were dark and deep. My eyes widen.

"Oh... oh dear... oh dear." I  mutter.

"What is it?" Lord Elrond asks.

"Legolas has been taken by Malachi. I feel like the darkness is closing in for him." I say.

"Are you absolutley certain?" Lord Elrond stands up.

"Yes. I am." I say. 

"By the stars..." Lord Elrond mutters.

"Now would it be a good time to mension this to Thrandiul?" I ask.

"If Legolas is in danger, than yes. Go Radagast. Go swiftly." Lord Elrond says.

"I shall alert them!" I run onto my sleigh. 

"Radagast..." Lord Elrond calls.

I turn.

"Be careful." Lord Elrond says.

I nod.

"We shall meet again Lord Elrond!" I call. 

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"Radagast. You have returned." Gandalf says to me.

"Oh... it's bad Gandalf. It's bad. Something terrible has happened and is happening." I say. 

"What is it if you feel so inclined to tell me?" Gandalf asks.

"Malachi. Legolas' brother. He's back and he has Legolas in his clutches." I say.

He stops.

"Malachi? Thranduil told me he had died long ago." Gandalf says.

"No. He's not dead. He's a Dark Elf." I say.

"A dark elf? There has never been a dark elf in middle earth before." Gandalf says.

"But there is one here today." I say.

"What is going on?" Aragorn son of Arathon comes from a staircase. 

I look at Gandalf.

"Legolas is in trouble. We must tell Thranduil." Gandalf says.

"Malachi has him." Aragorn breathes out.

"Unfortunatly so." Gandalf says.