“He’s dead.”
I’m sassy and I know it.
Legolas + green [requested anonymously]
“He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgûl, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt that he went only in light shoes over rock or through snow, the most tireless of all the Fellowship.”
“It’s a little tight across the chest…”
