Title: Woodland Joy

As Thranduil walked amongst the trees of the Woodland realm he could feel their joy.  He closed his eyes and felt the thrum of the forest's heartbeat, the leaves soaking up sunshine and giving off life to its inhabitants.  He smiled; he felt a hand reach for his. He opened his eyes to see the silver-blond hair of Lasgalen, his beloved holding the new prince of the Woodland Realm.  She handed him the child.  Father and son. Thranduil and his little leaf.  He swayed back and forth, kissing his child's forehead as the wind blew through the leaves in blessing.