Disclaimer: - I own nothing I'm a poor penniless nursery nurse. Lord of the rings belongs to the one and only Illuvator, Tolkien himself.

Author notes: - the thoughts of Ewoyn, as she tends Theodred's body. Please read and review. All flames keep the kiddies warm in winter or for BBQ'S in the summer.

Alone

Our summers as children, Were innocent and free, Now the years have gone, We are innocent no more, And are bound to our duties,

I see you lying at rest now, You were so full of life, My brother has gone, And now I am truly alone,

Your father needed you, Your people needed you, I needed you most of all,

The dark of night whispers, I am trapped and dying,

I am eternally alone.