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Eomer: Pelennor Fields

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Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. (RotK, The Battle of the Pelennor Fields)

Death! Death take us all!

O my sister, how did you come here? No, no! this cannot be. You are not here, you are safe. I would have you safe, not here; dead upon the battle-field!

Did I sing of joy at the battle's beginning? Did I welcome the day and eager yearn for slaughter? Not as I do now!

No more songs. No more joy. You lie dead and all joy is ended, how then can there be songs? Dark day and evil morning that you should die and I live. O, were you only a fell vision to cloud my sight and steal my mind! But my eyes do not lie, and now the night is coming. Death, death! Death take us all! And our enemies with us.

Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!
Fifth vignette in "Memories of Battle". One of my first attempts at writing Éomer.
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