I don't even know what inspired this. I was reviewing Lord of the Rings for another story, and this just popped into my head. I hope you enjoy; and remember, Lord of the Rings isn't mine.

-The Author

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I had had to leave my home. I can't say I was upset. But I knew the dangers on the open road; the Wizard had told him, and I had listened. I had followed him everywhere, in those days, a mere foolish girl I was. I listened as the Wizard recounted the dangers, of the Wargs and Orcs, the beasts that followed the White Wizard's command, and worse, the footfalls and dangers that came with transporting a great many. I listened, and I felt brave, for I had my sword. I took my sword out from its sheath, and I practiced, while all the other women ran about their business, for I knew I was stronger and braver than them all.

And then he took out his own sword, and stopped my sword. He told me I fought well, and I admit I was frightened. I spoke of it as if all women were as capable of the sword as I; I did not want to seem proud, which is unwomanly, I know. He asked me my fears, and I told him about cages, and being trapped and forgotten.

"That," he said, "Will not be your fate."

And I loved him for it; I loved him just for saying that. So I followed him, to the Great Battle, in Gondor of all places, and you know what happened next. He healed me, indeed, but he forgot me, and I was left to lie there in a new cage, awaiting my doom.

Then I found you. You had words for where deeds did not go, and when there were no more words, your eyes sang with comfort for me, and I was frightened more than ever before, for I did not know what to do. You gave me comfort when I had so little to give in return.

You fought me, for practice one day. I swung towards you, and you moved away, and I was left to fall upon my face. You struck me with your practice sword and announced your victory. You told me a true warrior knows when to let their enemy fall.

"Sometimes," you continued, "You should not stop your opponent's move."

Then you helped me up.

You said, "Then you stay help him up. It is only fair."

I smiled, and you asked me why I smiled, but I could not explain.