bluehoodedmarksman

Bluehoodedmarksman

High in the trees perched Haldir, usually ever vigilant, but today he was only ever distracted. He had been watching the same stretch of forest floor for hours, and he was growing increasingly anxious. He mentally berated himself. It wasn’t like him to become bored, or count the hours as Anor’s light shifted the patterns through the golden branches, but for some reason today his focus was elsewhere.

The only thought that soothed his guilt was that he was unlikely to come across anything unusual today anyway.