Truffle and his pal Barder, have been together since his birth four years ago. Although Barder is twice his size and age, he is his best friend and isn’t intimidated at all. The day Truffle was born his mother and father loved him very much and by showing this his mother made him the finest clothing in all of Mordor. One special day his mother heard of a special fabrics store in Southern Mordor where she journeyed to for several months. On her arrival she returned with sacred fabrics in all of the Elfs and knitted a very special Bright Orange Turban for her newborn son. Truffle unaware at the time, always wore the hat. As he grew older he played with his best friend Barder traveling to the land of the Orcs with his father and adventuring through the Grimy Swamp of Trolls. Over time Truffle became aware and began to notice that not only was his hat beautiful but it held magic powers from the Barthelemews Cavern of wizards where no elf has ever returned. There have only been legends and myths passed down from generations hundreds of years ago of fights and battles that took place and since then there has been no talk of what they are planning on doing or if the dispute is over. Truffle interested from bed time stories of this legend talked with the magical elf in the town Gerrndalf, and gave Truffle a bluish bottle and told him it holds secrets from the past and there’s no going back if he drinks it. Although Truffle is brave he takes the bottle with his hand and places it in his pocket. With his other hand holding the turban it begins to glow.
It might be a good idea to try and tie the loose ends of the story together. It kind of randomly ends with Truffle's turban glowing. But I like the image you created by using Mordor as the setting. It makes the story easier to visualize, even though ths story itself is a little out of the blue.
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