I...think I've figured this thing out, at least I hope so. It's working, right? Hello? Is anyone there? My name is Marco Bodt and it'd be really great to hear from someone else. I'm not really a big fan of talking to myself, you see...

I thought I was fairly good at finding my way around but I managed to get myself lost. Really lost. I don't even know for how long...and I've a lot of questions, but I'm not even sure I'd understand the answers if I manage to get any. Everything about this place...I just don't get it. I'd think I was dreaming or dead, but if that were the case I wouldn't feel hungry or thirsty, right?

_{[And boy is he feeling hungry and thirsty. He's barely eaten anything the past couple of days aside from a few things he took when he ended up wandering through the gardens.]}

A little help would be appreciated, really. Or a lot. A lot of help would be just as swell.

[When Thranduil appears, his own quarters in the background, he looks pristine. All signs of hardship have been washed away. Lúthien has even regrown his hair, which lies in a shining braid over one shoulder. He has put extra effort into his presentation this time. No dark circles under his eyes, no glassy, haunted look. His hands are tucked away carefully out of view on his lap. If he can't make it for real, he is excellent at faking a full recovery. There is no filter on his message. He wants to be seen.]

My name is Thranduil. [He pauses for a beat as if that's significant. Which it is, to someone.] I am King of the Woodland Realm in Northern Mirkwood. If you have only arrived in this last jump, I extend to you my personal greetings and condolences. If among these stars you find a better life than that which you left behind, I am happy you are here. Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn.

Now to the heart of it. Some months ago, many of us experienced one another's feelings and memories. It is to those who had such a link with me that I wish to speak. I will ask nothing of your own memories, only of mine that you saw, though I have naught to offer but gratitude in return. I would prefer to speak of them on this network with no filters, but if you prefer, we may arrange to meet in person.

Finally, for there are many who have come and gone and come again since I announced it first, I am skilled in birdlore and beastlore. Should you have need of such aid, I would be glad to be of service.

For your time and patience, I thank you all. Be of good health.

[He lifts one hand from his lap to shut off the device. In the second it is onscreen, it can be seen to tremble slightly before the image goes black.]