Chapter 1
I was sitting in my living room one quiet evening, lost in the worlds that had always fascinated me. On the screen, The Lord of the Rings played, and there he was – Legolas, brought to life so perfectly by Orlando Bloom. I watched him move with such grace, his eyes bright and wise, his smile gentle but full of strength. Every time he appeared on screen, I felt that familiar pull, that quiet spark of attraction that made my heart beat a little faster. He was everything I imagined a being from Middle-earth would be: magical, timeless, kind, and so incredibly beautiful.
But as the credits rolled and a new film began, I found myself looking at something completely different. Now it was King Arthur: Legend of the Sword, and there stood Charlie Hunnam, playing the legendary king. He looked so powerful and real – strong, passionate, with that rough charm and a fire in his eyes that made it impossible to look away. He was a warrior, a leader, a man who would stop at nothing to protect what he loved. And just like with Legolas, I found myself thinking about him too, wondering what it would be like to be with someone like him.
I sat back in my chair, lost in thought, and asked myself the question that had been playing on my mind for so long. If I had to choose between them – between Legolas from Middle-earth and King Arthur from Camelot – who would I pick?
I thought about what each of them represented. With Legolas, there was magic and peace, a love that felt as old as the trees and as endless as the stars. With Arthur, there was power and purpose, a love that was bold and fierce, strong enough to face any battle. Both of them were wonderful in their own way, and I couldn’t imagine life without either of them. I just kept wondering – who would my heart choose?
That was when everything changed.
Suddenly, a soft, glowing blue light appeared right in front of the television screen. It grew brighter and brighter, filling the whole room with its warm, radiant shine. I gasped, leaning forward in my seat, and before I could move or say a word, the world around me began to fade. The sound of the films stopped, the pictures blurred, and then – everything turned black.
There was no noise, no feeling of the floor beneath my feet, no sense of where I was. Just that deep, dark silence, broken only by the hum of that blue light that still seemed to be everywhere, wrapping around me like a gentle blanket. I didn’t feel afraid – only curious, and a little excited, like something amazing was about to happen.
