Anna looks out into a twilight evening across the plains
of Rohan just outside a thatched roof hut.
Memories never fade.
A bird's eye view of Anna on horseback,
racing as if tailed by some demons or some enemy unseen to the tower
of Orthanc.
Bonds are never cut.
'I owe my
allegiance to you.'
Words are never forgotten.
A
clip of Anna bowed at the white wizard's feet, a shot of Legolas
aiming an arrow at Anna and then the stern look from two kings,
Aragorn and Theoden.
Power never is wasted.
The
olive face of Anna is seen with tears streaked down her cheek as she
looks directly at the reader.
Beauty never
dies.
'She has power within her that she does not even know
of.'
Good will overcome.