Song of Change

A/N: So this is a little different from what I normally write, but I suppose that's a good thing??? Anyway, this one-shot for @CJ_Callahan 's contest was inspired by the song above. Thanks goes to @Stars_Alight for posting it in her random book I believe it was... I cried when I first heard it. :'( 

A gentle breeze blew throughout the Tree's branches, gently pushing and pulling them back and forth in the cool air. The wind played happily, making the leaves rustle in musical laughter. The Tree smiled as he listened to the natural song that filled the atmosphere, a song hoping to be heard by those who may walk on the ground beneath.

One did hear the joyous melody, and he too smiled--the tree saw-- at the tune as he began to climb out of his window and onto the branches.

Mae govannen, hir nin, the Tree whispered to the elven prince as Legolas placed himself on the Tree's rough bark that covered its branches.

Mae govannen, mellon nin, the prince answered but his voice was tired, more so than what had become normal for the wood elf. The tree frowned at the lack of energy in the firstborn.

What troubles you, mellon nin? The tree asked as the prince settled himself, leaning his head against the trunk.

Evil still prevails, Legolas answered with a sigh. Gollum has not been found and I fear the evil that may come of that. We have been tracking him for weeks, but I fear the Orcs he escaped with are long gone.

The tree frowned again, looking at the Prince with sympathy. What will be done? He knew the Prince would entertain a feeling of guilt for the situation for Strider had placed his trust in his realm, and Legolas had allowed, though not directly nor intentionally, for the creature to escape.

I have revived permission from my father to ride to Imladris to inform Mithrandir. I will be leaving at first light.

The Tree continued to look upon him, The other trees tell me of the dangers that lay beyond our borders, my Prince.

This time it was the Prince's turn to smile, though it was a forced and tired one. I well am aware. I will be on my guard and will not be traveling alone, worry not for my well being.

The tree laughed. I am aware of the great strength you possess, elven Prince, a hint of amusement in his voice, but that will not cease our worry. You are dear to us, you and your people are the reason some of us are not yet under the control of the shadow. Do not forget your worth and place yourself in danger that could be avoided.

The Prince smiled, I will not forget, and I will not be away long. I hope to return within a few weeks, or perhaps a month. 

That is good, the tree replied. I will look for your coming, but for now, rest. You have a long journey ahead of you on the morrow.

Legolas nodded and leaned his head back against the tree, quickly falling into a peaceful slumber...