Summary
IN PROCESS OF EDITING! Spring festivals, lovely weather, and Unky Thranduil's best maple mead... that's what the elves of Rivendell love about spring. But this year, it's cold and dreary, and as much like midwinter as it can get (in fact, Erestor still thinks it's midwinter... the twelfth month is not over yet). Will the sun rise as Greenwood's spring festival starts?