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Chapter 3

Melody watched the man intently as he turned in his sleep. His fever had finally gone down and she estimated that he would wake up in an hour or so. Which Melody anxiously waited for; this was the first person she had come across for three years.

She could already feel her old personality resurfacing. She felt like just getting up and hiding, but she knew that that would be wrong. He could have amnesia and not remember who he was, after all he did had a bad blow to the head. And a wound to the head no matter how small can cause serious damage.

He gave a groan and Melody sat up straighter, but sighed when he just rolled back into his original position.

She heaved another sigh and stood up, walking over to the man's horse. It was a magnificent creature; of coarse she thought all horses were, but this one was unlike any horse she had come across. I was noble and proud, like all horses, but there was something about him that made him different than all the other horses Melody had encountered.

She rubbed him behind the ears with her left hand and rubbed his back with her right. She ran a hand through his mane and was surprised about how soft it was. He gave a loud neigh and Melody instantly put her hand on his head.

"Shhhh, you'll wake him up." She whispered, but it was too late, the man was already trying to get up. Melody rushed to his side and tried to get him to lay back down, but he pushed her away and sat up. He gave her a hard look and she swallowed nervously, playing with the bottom of her ripped shirt. She suddenly realized that she must have looked a real mess.

Her long hair was probably greasy from the years of not using any kind of shampoo and was down to her waist in a messy ponytail. Her clothes were riped and her stomach was showing and the bottom half of her legs, below the knees, were showing, and her feet were now bare. She had no idea what her face looked like anymore, but she knew she looked dirty. She didn't have time to wash or sleep much while taking care of the man in front of her.

"Who are you?!" He asked in a demanding voice. The only problem was that she couldn't understand. She took a step back and shook her head.

"I...I"

He stood up and walked closer to her, holding a hand to his side, where his wound was.

"Who.Are.You?! I will not ask again."

Melody shook her head. "I...don't understand."

Realization passed over his face, but he was still suspicious. He glanced down at his side and glanced back at the girl. He pointed to it, then to her.

She nodded understanding and pointed to the bandage, before walking over to her bag and taking out more bandages.

"I...need to change the bandages." She muttered even though he couldn't understand. When he nodded, she walked forward and motioned for him to sit by the pond. He did so and she kneeled down beside him. She could feel her face heat up while she removed the bandages and realized this was the closest she had ever been to a handsome man, who had no shirt on.

The corner of his lips lifted when he saw her blush.

Once she finished she got up and walked over to where she hung his shirt after washed it. She handed it to him and busied her self by washing the bloody bandages and hanging them on a tree branch. As she walked by the horse he nudged her with his nose and Melody smiled, and grabbed an apple from the tree and gave it to the horse.

"Firefoot"

Melody jumped in surprised and hid on the other side of the horse. She looked up at the man. He chuckled at her nervousness and laid a hand on the horses back.

"Firefoot" He nodded his head in the horses direction. Firefoot tosses his head when her heard his name.

Melody smiled and ran a hand through Firefoot's mane.

"Firefoot" She bit her lip and looked up at him.

"Melody"

He narrowed his eyes, confused. "Mel-di?

She smiled amused and shook her head. She pointed to herself. "Melody"

He nodded in understanding and tried to pronounce it. "Meo-l-di"

Melody shook her head a slowly pronounced it. "Mel-o-di"

He picked it up and looked at it. "Mel-o-di...Melody."

Melody smiled and nodded. "And...you?" She pointed to him.

"Eomer"

She nodded. "O-mer...Eomer."

He smirked and nodded. She smiled happily and scratched Firefoot behind the ears. "Firefoot..." She looked up at Eomer. "...Eomer."

When he smiled back she quickly looked away and cleared her throat. She walked around Firefoot and grabbed Eomer's arm, leading him back to the spot she set up for him to lay down on. He shook his head.

"I'm fine, I-"

She gave him a look and pointed to the makeshift bed. He sighed and laid down. Before he knew it he was asleep.


Melody sighed and brushed Firefoot's mane. She glanced at Eomer out of the corner of her eye, he was still asleep.

I wonder where he's from...It doesn't matter once he's better he'll leave and I'll be all alone, like always.

She laid her head down on Firfoot's back and hugged him around the neck "Sometimes I wish I was a horse."

I feel these four walls closing in
Face up against the glass
I'm looking out, hmmm

Is this my life I'm wondering
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around

Is this the bed I chose to make
It's greener pastures I'm thinking about
Hmm, wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but not feel scared

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind, I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to
I wanna run with the wild horses
Run with the wild horses, oh

Melody let go of Firefoot and sat down at the base of the tree, leaning against it and closing her eyes. She never noticed that Eomer's eye's were open.


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