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My last entry for the tri-club Between the Lines contest.
The Hall of the Elvenking is a beautiful place - light dancing off polished surfaces, intricate carvings, solid stone intertwining with nature and deep-rooted trees....but what goes on inside is fit only for the laments of old.

There were probably many times during the long fight against the Necromancer and Dol Guldur that Legolas and Thranduil had to hear news of the deaths of their people. He may be a king, but he sits on a cold, twisted throne. There's beauty even in chilling places, and I tried to reflect that here. What was once a seat of pride and honor, the years have warped into dread and horror. Yet Thranduil continues to fight the long defeat, and he laments that Legolas must be there with him, ready to take his place should ever he fall.

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This doesn't quite fit into my BHF verse but I'm putting it there anyway. In the verse Legolas would already be an adult...

Description
My last entry for the tri-club Between the Lines contest.
The Hall of the Elvenking is a beautiful place - light dancing off polished surfaces, intricate carvings, solid stone intertwining with nature and deep-rooted trees....but what goes on inside is fit only for the laments of old.

There were probably many times during the long fight against the Necromancer and Dol Guldur that Legolas and Thranduil had to hear news of the deaths of their people. He may be a king, but he sits on a cold, twisted throne. There's beauty even in chilling places, and I tried to reflect that here. What was once a seat of pride and honor, the years have warped into dread and horror. Yet Thranduil continues to fight the long defeat, and he laments that Legolas must be there with him, ready to take his place should ever he fall.

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This doesn't quite fit into my BHF verse but I'm putting it there anyway. In the verse Legolas would already be an adult...