[LOTR＆HOBBIT Doujin][TL Dense Forest Father and Son] Wind Eye

The King of the Lonely Mountain died, and the humans suffered heavy casualties, as did the elves.

He shuttled through the dark holes, looking for that familiar figure in a daze.

In that light, he saw that silent figure, as if seeing his own reflection, he was no longer a knot in his heart, a threshold that could not be crossed, a road destined to be bumpy in life, his emotions were his own Emotions, their essence are reflected so clearly at this moment.

"adar."

He didn't look so clean and tidy, he looked as messy as himself.He seemed to have survived a near-death battle. He had no weapons and stood there looking at him thinly.

But he came back anyway.

Thranduil looked at him, speechless for a moment, he wanted to say that I knew you would come back, but he didn't expect that Legolas would take the first step and tell him, "I want to leave."

Thranduil stood there for a long time, he didn't expect that there was another ending behind the ending he thought.The beginning he thought was actually far away.

Legolas looked at him with nothing but peace in his eyes. "I can't go back."

He wanted to ask why he couldn't, he was already the king of Mirkwood, he could control almost everything and own everything, but why he couldn't even keep his own child.

Thranduil didn't ask anything, and they already knew the answer.Everything is resolved in this answer.

After all, he is a bird longing for freedom, and he is also destined to have an extraordinary fate, but at this moment, how much he hopes that he will be planted in his deep palace forever like a flower.

But he finally understood that he could not decide everything in the end.

Legolas looked at him, no longer confused and shy, but his eyes still looked like the young boy with clear eyes and gentle smile hundreds of years ago.He said softly: "If you want, I will always be your child."

If you wish so, I will do so, and I will not ask for more, let you go and forgive myself, and I will not hold back your arms and kisses, and I can do it too, just your child.

There was strong emotion in Thranduil's eyes, but he remained silent and didn't answer anything.

In this wrong time, it is not yet time for anything.

"Where are you going?"

"I do not know."

Thranduil sighed, and said softly, "Go north,"

The other party seemed to nod, but also seemed not to.His back carries the wind of freedom, like a newborn, finally stepping into a brand new world.

That must be the beginning of another journey for him. He is still so young, he has not seen the vastness of the world and the joy of the world. When he has experienced the bustling fireworks, will he come back again?

He still thinks, is that love?

They looked at each other and bid farewell like two strong men, silent and solemn, they did not look at each other tacitly, leaving neither sad eyes nor any nostalgia.

I'm afraid that I will become alone in the future, and I will think of this last side in that deep night.

Later, he finally saw the female elf who was exiled by him, holding a dwarf's body and weeping mournfully.He recognized the one as Thorin's relative.

"If this is love, I don't want this kind of love." The female elf looked at him with fragmented sadness in her eyes.

He was silent, not saying a word.

He is like a wise man with vicissitudes of life, who knows everything, but doesn't say a word.

Is this love?How can he answer her, this young, helpless elf who has not experienced deep despair and just penetrated death?The wisest cannot explain what love is, where it comes from, how it works, what weight it carries.But this is love.

It seems that fate overlaps here, they both pay the price for love and mourn for death.

No matter how weak you are, you can't hide, no matter how strong you are, you can't escape.

The girl asked him why she was so heartbroken at this moment.

He could only tell her quietly, because it was true.

This is the only answer.

The sun shone like gold in the sky.