Its still dark as Lanthonvir walks through Bree, the town he have known for so long.. well dark is a hard word to use as the first glimpse of sunlight is slowly showing themselves over Bree, giving chase to the dark shadows of the night. Stopping by the south gate in Bree, Lanthonvir turned and gazed back upon the city, it was time he thought..time to walk from Bree, leave the past where it have had set roots.
His mind was still on his friends, Sigfread, Taala, Eomere and a few others, as well as Ennerin and Sandrion. One day he thought, he would try and find them all again, for now he needed to leave the city of Bree, the city that had almost become his own downfall, the city where everyone gazed upon any elf with eyes that spoke of bad things and names to call the elves, which in a way he could understand, after all this is a city of the race of men.
He looked back again on the gate and sighed but turned around and guided his horse onwards, away from Bree, where he would go he did not know now, all he kew was that his friends would probably miss him when they would find out that he had left town. For leaving he intended to do, leave the town, leave the bad past he had in the town behind him and once again just be himself, be the elf he had forgot he was or? He did not know, all he knew was that Bree was not the place anymore..and stay he could not.
After a few hours he reached the Forsaken Inn but did not stop there but went further away, still not having an exact plan of where he would go but just go until he did not feel he would go anymore. Leaving everything and everyone behind in Bree. It was time to change, time to let things that have been be and let new things happen in his life.
