Legolas Thranduilion
[Pretty and witty and gay singing.]
A Elbereth Gilthoniel
silivren penna míriel
o menel aglar elenath!
Na-chaered palan-díriel
o galadhremmin ennorath,
Fanuilos, le linnathon
nef aear, sí nef aearon!

A Elbereth Gilthoniel
o menel palan-díriel,
le nallon sí di'-nguruthos!
A tíro nin, Fanuilos!

A! Elbereth Gilthoniel!
silivren penna míriel
o menel aglar elenath,
Gilthoniel, A! Elbereth!


I feel the wish to express how the woods and the sun, how they fill me with joy. The trees have so much to tell here and still I have not explored all of this forest, of its beauty.

Aragorn, my friend, and all of you that I have encountered here or in the world of my origin, I desire to thank you.

(ooc; Song's the Hymn to Elbereth, text and translation here; all replies, as always, voice.)
 
 

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Legolas Thranduilion
24 November 2008 @ 09:46 pm
It has been a most peculiar day so far. I wish to posit certain facts, as it seems the populaton of this City has lost its basic discretion:

I do not wish to have my ears or my hair pulled. I do not know of a man named Orlando Bloom. I am not, nor have I ever been, interested in a relationship with Aragorn that goes beyond the friendship we share.

(ooc; Anything goes! Replies might be slow, as eljay seems to be broken tonight ;_; I wants my comment notifications!
Also, as always, all replies will be voice! ♥)
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
26 October 2008 @ 10:02 am
It would seem I have won a dance competition against this man who calls himself a butterfly.

A strange and unusual thing, to be compelled to dance, and in a way and form unlike what I have known before. Though I must admit to enjoying song more still.

(ooc; Link is occ, all replies will be voice and oh, Legolas was doing ballet, looking pretty and witty and gay.)
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
I feel a strange compulsion to ask wh--
Truth or dare!


... What is the meaning of these words?

(ooc; Back from hiatus! A-and since real life conspires to keep me away from poly, I'll have to wander off for a bit in a bit. All replies will be voice.)
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
non-ic cut )


These are not my garments. Where is my bow?

At the very least, my sense of direction seems to have recovered. An unsettling experience, not to be able to find my path, and not one I would care to repeat.

(ooc; Image by cirocco at deviantart. All replies will be voice.)
 
 

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Legolas Thranduilion
19 September 2008 @ 04:15 pm
I-- I am afraid I do not understand this.

I was merely on the way back to the campside. How did I get here? I must still be in the City, for this is unlike any place on Middle Earth I am familiar with, but where is this?

[A pause. The sound of an arrow being released from a bow and the grunt of someone- or something? Footsteps, almost too light to be heard.]

I seek out sunshine, so what strange magic is it that leads me to this unknown darkness? Is it another curse?


(ooc; Affected by Crowley's mini-plot. Have one lost elf-boy wandering around in the underground. All replies will be voice.)
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
[The sound of leaves rustling and birds singing in the background, and, over it all, a melodious and harmonious voice rising.]
Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful

than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon

and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone--
and how it slides again

out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower

streaming upward on its heavenly oils,
say, on a morning in early summer,
at its perfect imperial distance--
and have you ever felt for anything
such wild love--
do you think there is anywhere, in any language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure

that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you


[The song comes to an end and there is a soft laugh.]

The sun shines truly brightly today; it is a pleasure.

(ooc; Poem The Sun by Mary Oliver, full text here. All replies will be voice ♥)
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
28 August 2008 @ 12:09 pm
The forest has changed overnight. The trees seem sad and desperate. I would advise those easily befallen by sorrow to remain away from the woods.

Me, I will set out to find the sun once again.

[ooc; And I keep forgetting to say this, but. All replies will be voice.]
 
 

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Legolas Thranduilion


Your Personality at 35,000 Says...



Deep down, you vastly prefer being with others to being alone. You love to engage people in conversation.

You are good with your place in the world. You are confident and comfortable with who you are.

Your gift is having a good eye. You take amazing picture and have the natural talent for most visual arts.

You are inspired by what is unknown. You are drawn to the exotic.

It's very easy for you to feel happy. You can find peace with any situation.



What strange form of magic is this? I must assume it is another curse, but what of its purpose? I cannot say I understand its meaning, though if it is meant to describe me, it appears fairly accurate.

[ ooc; As usual, all replies will be voice ♥ ]
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
These curses have spared me until now but every streak must run out and the winds are constantly changing. I have not seen the City from inside before and would have remained merrily in the forest if given the choice.

Do tell, who are you that I find myself bound to, and where am I?


[ ooc; Handcuffed to Billy [[info]wolfspecialist] in Billy's apartment. Not happy to be caught within four walls, either. All replies will be voice. ]
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
The Mines of Moria. Not a place becoming of an elf, for the sky is far and distant, the air stale ther--

What is this? These trees are unfamiliar to me, so unlike any I have seen before.

[ ooc; City, meet Legolas. Legolas, meet City. All replies will be voice ♥ ]
 
 
Legolas Thranduilion
31 July 2008 @ 11:29 pm
Legolas is a very well known character and it's quite possible that many of you know him, the universe he is from, his language and/or his history better than I do.

If I mess up somehow, or if - gasp - you just want to plot with him, feel free to reply to this post or hit me up on aim (chatonai).

Anonymous commenting is on ♥