*In the depths of Mirkwood in Tolkien's Lord of the Rings, Thranduil had a wife. Her name is not mentioned and he had her memory forgotten for it hurt his heart to dwell on it. His son Legolas has suffered greatly from her death. He longs for some kind of parental attention, but his father is always much to busy ruling. He keeps this longing under wraps, tightly. It is not until the War of the Ring that he wishes for his mother more than anything. In his tent late at night after the Battle at Helm's Deep the young prince is visited by his lost mother in a dream.*

*The last war between the great tribes of Lakota and Crow have ended. Borders of territory and hunting ground renewed, but quickly have began to crumble. A group of the chief's scouts have spotted large, strange, wooden vessels with large billowing clouds moving the boat, sailing over the vast exspanse of the sea coming inward. Bringing greedy, power hungry, pale faced men with it. This event was reported over thirteen moons ago, and the land of the tribes has done nothing but shrink. The Lakota tribe's seer has delivered anguish and disgust by sharing his vision that could save the tribe. For he has seen a white one and one of their own together, and they bring peace to both sides by becoming a bridge of harmony. The chief looks down upon it, for he and his people do not want peace with these strangers. But the prophecy still lives. But the question running through the minds of the people is this: Whom amongst their people could love a pale faced one, and what pale face could love one of their own?*