A village is attacked, leaving only one survivor. Forced to flee for her life, she ends up in Mirkwood. There she meets a handsome elf - King Thranduil. As darkness encroaches ever so slowly on Mirkwood, will they be able to find the source, and stop it, before it's too late?

Welp there goes goat mum... *Sob* B-but who's this?? A tall handsome, puzzle and pasta loving skeleton?!! Skeleton... mm hmm OwO yes plz EDIT:: uh yeah so this is old and hella cringy as my like 11/12 year old self wrote it..;; have fun;; of course I'm not going to continue it;; EDIT: SAM STOP FUCKING READING THIS SHIT I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD