Laura's Pov.
We had encamped at the Dunharrow. It was the middle of the day and it was growing hot. Especially since we weren't dressed in normal cloths. We were next to a mountain, and I knew where the rode led. It sent shivers down my spine to think about it. Ghosts, I once thought they weren't real, but I guess in another world, they can be.
"Are you guys a bit freaked out that we're right next to the ghost spot?" I asked. They nodded. "Hey do you think we should follow Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas in there?" Eowyn asked. Me and Angie's eyes turned wide. "NO!" we fired. "Okay sheesh, it was just a suggestion."
"The horses are restless and the men are quiet," Legolas said. As well as the girls! We're never quiet! I don't like ghosts! Sometimes I wonder why I decided to come… Oh well there's no turned back now. For some reason I started playing I'm Coming Home pt 2 in my head. Maybe it's because I just want to go home. I want to see my family again. I wonder if they're worried about me. I wonder if they're searching for us. What if they think we've been kidnapped? I started asking myself a whole bunch of questions like that in my head. I was snapped back to reality by the voice of Eomer.
"They grow nervous in the shadow of the mountain," he said. Gimli looked up. "The road there, where does it lead?" Gimli asked.
"It is the road to the Dimholt; the door under the mountain," Legolas answered. The sound of his voice again sent shivers down my spine. When Legolas saw that I was afraid he said, "Do not fear Laura, for they will not come here." I closed my eyes lightly and nodded.
"None who venture there ever return. That mountain is evil," Eomer said. Aragorn looked down the pathway. Gimli walked over to him. "Aragorn, let's go find some food," he said. Gimli turned his head and looked down the path.
-Time skip-
We were in a tent with Merry and Eowyn. She was helping us dress for battle. Merry seemed quite excited. "There. A true esquire of Rohan," she said. Merry smiled.
"So you all want to actually go into the battle?" Eowyn asked us. We looked at each other hesitantly. "We're not really sure. I want to fight. I mean that's why we're here. What I saw, I need to stop it, or at least try to. I couldn't live thinking about how I was capable of fighting but didn't."
"I understand completely," Eowyn said. Merry suddenly swung his sword causing Eowyn to jump back. "Sorry. It's not very dangerous. It's not even sharp," he said. "Well that's no good. You won't kill many orcs with a blunt blade. To the smithy, go," she said.
"I will tell you this." Her voice changed to a whisper I am going to sneak into the battle. You may come along with me. But to go in battle you must be brave. There will be many. Many more than before," she said. We took a glance at each other.
"We'll go with you," I said. She nodded. She then followed Merry out of the tent and we followed behind her.
"You shouldn't encourage him," Eomer said to Eowyn. "You should not doubt him," Eowyn answered. "I do not doubt his heart, just reach of his arm," Eomer said.
"Why should Merry be left behind? He has as much cause to go to war as you! Why can he not fight for those he loves?" Eowyn asked. We were standing nearby quietly watching and listening. Yes, we eves drop, but it's not technically eves dropping if you know exactly what the person is going to say. Eomer stood up.
"You know as little of war as that Hobbit. When the fear takes him, the blood and the screams and the horror of battle take hold, do you think he would stand and fight?" he asked. We sighed. We knew that he would. The real question was, would we stand and fight. Sometimes I felt like giving up, but I knew that I had to, because I don't want what I saw to happen. "He would flee, and he would be right to do so. War is the province of men, Eowyn," he said. Okay, I know that this is a 'moment' but can I just say, ohh, burn. We quietly snuck away. I don't know why but I just started to have a break down.
"Guys how did we ever end up here? Why do we have to go? Why didn't Elrond tell us not to come? Cause I wish he had, it would be better for us not to be here. We can't do this anymore! Why did we say we were gonna sneak into battle again? We can't fight anymore, it's pointless! I can't fight anymore!" I exclaimed.
Angie's Pov.
"Laura why are you saying that? We need to after what you saw! We are definitely here for a reason, and we can't just back out now!" I cried.
"You know what Ang? I am gonna sit this one out, you handle it. I don't like getting into these messes," Eowyn said. She moved into a corner and sat down on the ground watching intently. I just shook my head at her and rolled my eyes.
"I am serious! We thought we could do it but no! We can't! We've gotten injured enough, Eowyn got captured almost killed! I almost got killed by an orc! My shoulder was damaged! We all could be killed! I'm not fighting anymore that's it! I am done! I want to go home!" Laura yelled. I was angry upset and confused. But then she started crying. I understand that she wants to go home but we need to do this. She leaned her head on my shoulder and just started crying continuously.
"Shh, it's okay Laura. We'll figure this out. We'll make it through. I know we will. We just have to have courage. Okay?" I said. She nodded. "Well come on then. Let's just go to sleep. We all need it." After she calmed down we got our sleeping mats ready and laid down in them.
Angie's dream,
I was standing in a dark place. My friends were with me, Laura, Eowyn, and Laura's brother Ethan. Ariel was even there. We all seemed older than we were now. We were standing with a lot of people. They all seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on who they were.
Buildings were on fire. There were, I think, orcs running through and…killing. Everything. I was so scared. My breath was coming out in short gasps. Suddenly the army started coming towards us. I tried to run but my legs were stuck. I was trapped.
End dream,
I screamed and then sat up. My hands were sweaty and sweat was all over my face. I was shaking violently. I felt cold and hot at the same time. My breath was coming out in short gasps. Laura and Eowyn sat up.
"Ang, are you okay?" Eowyn asked. "Yeah we heard you scream. Wow you look really pale!" Laura said. I nodded and sighed.
"Yeah I know. I just had a bad dream. That's all. Nothing more nothing less," I answered. They nodded. "Well tell us if anything is wrong," Eowyn said. They laid back down and went to sleep. I stayed up for a long while thinking of the dream. What could it mean? Was it a vison, or just a nightmare? Well I don't know if I'll ever really find out.