He grins his way, finding the digging easier the second time. Maybe he is soon becoming a true gardener!

"That sounds like a wonderful life, not too different from mine too," he goes to fetch another bulb to put in the ground. "I liked going on long walks through the forest, just me and the sound of my footsteps, the rustling branches above me. Sometimes, on good days when the stars shine so bright they seem almost like little lights just above one's head, I would hear the elves singing, in tune with the trees, the wind, the very earth..."