Note: We finally begin to get to the good parts. I can finally begin to
write MY story and not the movie. I find it was very necessary to go back
so far in order to begin later. I hope you guys like it, because this is
where everything begins, anything I already wrote wasn't really my idea, it
was Peter Jackson and JRR Tolkien's, this is where my idea begins.
Oh I own nothing except one person, Menalyn, who is just a small part in this chapter.
Arin Elen (Morning Star) Chapter 5: You Were Right, It was a Dream
Eowyn sat there, thinking of how stupid she was. She couldn't move because of her leg, which had gone numb. She sat up and leaned against a wall, deciding to build up her courage and deciding to look at just how bad her leg was.
She had to really try hard not to throw up at the sight of her mangled leg as she bent over and pulled up the pant leg cautiously. She gasped and put her hand to her mouth, examining it more closely.
A large gash from the orc was barely visible because of the many bruises and scrapes that ran from her ankle up to her knee. She could see it was broken in more than one place, and that she needed to wrap it soon. The gash was still oozing blood and Eowyn gingerly reached out to touch it. She cried out and withdrew her hand in agony. She had truly screwed herself by fighting.
She was happy with her count of killing 21 orcs in the amount of time she fought, but felt guilty that she was just sitting against a wall while people were losing their lives right outside.
Suddenly there was a huge bang and Eowyn jerked her head to look towards the door to the castle. Using the wall and her free leg, Eowyn stood and hopped forward, grasping the wall with one hand and her sword in the other. She hopped across a gap and saw what was going on. The door was being smashed open by hundreds of orcs. Rohan men were running back and forth, grabbing long wooden boards and propping them against the door.
She saw King Theoden standing against a wall, and for a moment thought he was hurt. She heard King Theoden's words of lost hope.
"Draw back. It is over they have won." He shouted. The men did not listen, and Eowyn saw Aragorn stop helping with the boards and run over to the King.
"You said no one could breach the walls of this place, do not give up hope yet!" He said
"So much death! What can anyone do against such reckless hate?" Theoden said sadly.
Eowyn looked out the eastern window and saw the sun rising. Aragorn saw too, and remembered Gandalf's last words.
"When the sun rises on the fifth day, look to my coming in the east."
Aragorn turned back to Theoden.
"Ride out with me." Aragorn said all of a sudden. "Go and meet them."
"For death and glory?" Theoden asked.
"For Rohan." Aragorn said. Theoden nodded.
Gimli ran towards Eowyn's tower.
Eowyn smiled as Aragorn, Theoden, Legolas, and Theoden's two guards ran past her. Aragorn looked at her and for a moment their eyes met before he was gone. No one else acknowledged her presence, which was good. It would only hold them up if they saw her like this.
A few moments later, Eowyn saw the five returning on horses. Each person's sword was in its sheath on their belt. Eowyn heard Helm's horn sound as the horses halted.
Theoden looked at Aragorn.
"Let this be the hour when we draw swords together." Aragorn's eyes met the King's as they all drew their swords. At that moment a few things happened. The door completely fell off of its hinges and orcs began streaming in the hall. Helm's Horn sounded once more and Theoden shouted as their horses shot forward, "Forth Eorlingas!"
Eowyn hopped as fast as she could to follow the horses and halted at the door, watching them clear a path in the sea of orcs. The sun was now shining over the hill and suddenly a white figure on a large white horse appeared there.
Gandalf the White's voice magically magnified.
"Theoden King stands alone!" He shouted so all could hear. Just then another white horse and rider appeared beside Gandalf.
"Not alone."
"Eomer!" Eowyn gasped as tears of joy silently streaked down her cheeks.
"Forth Rohirrim!" Eomer cried, and two thousand riders charged forward led by Gandalf who seemed to glow bright and the orcs recoiled, squinting and shielding their eyes.
The next hour was a blur of falling and retreating orcs. Smiles broke out on every exhausted man's face, and Eowyn simply stood leaning against the wall, unable to take her eyes off of Aragorn. He was not only her hero, but now the whole of Rohan owed him so much. She was sure he would be modest about it and urge them not to praise him. He would say everything was Theoden's idea and give him all of the credit.
She forced her eyes over to Eomer and Gandalf. Gandalf was wearing a broad smile and Eomer had his sword raised in the air, also sporting a broad smile.
Suddenly the women and children began flowing out through the doorway where Eowyn stood. Not many of the Rohans had survived, and women were crying and hugging each other everywhere.
One woman ran up to Eowyn, and Eowyn recognized her as the same woman who had served her food the morning before. She smiled as the woman offered to take her to the place where all the wounded were being treated.
She leaned on the woman and tried to engage in conversation.
"What is your name?" Eowyn asked.
"Menalyn." The woman replied.
Eowyn found herself speechless and didn't know what else to say. So she walked in silence to the hall where the wounded were. It was the dining hall, but the tables were pushed out of the way, and many women were placing sheets, blankets, and pillows on the ground, getting ready to help any surviving men.
There was a row of only ten beds at the other end of the hall for special people. Eowyn refused to take a bed and she walked to a sheet by a wall underneath a window, and sat down. Menalyn helped remove Eowyn's chain mail and ran up to her room to retrieve a clean dress.
She returned with Eowyn's favorite plain white dress and held a sheet up around Eowyn while she changed. It took painfully long to remove the leather suit and she gasped in pain more than once when she touched her leg accidentally. Menalyn then brought some broth and a glass of water. Eowyn took it thankfully and drank the water, leaving the broth for later.
Another woman Eowyn recognized as an Edoras nurse walked over and examined Eowyn's leg. She put some burning ointments in places and then wrapped her leg in a tight splint. Telling Eowyn she had to keep it on for six weeks and not get it wet for at least three. Eowyn sighed and laid her head on her pillow, drifting into a deep and exhausted sleep. *****
Aragorn spent the morning outside, helping families cope with their losses, and then went inside for a meal. He needed to also see Eowyn and make sure she was all right.
As he entered the dining hall five or six nurses rushed to his side. He shooed all but one off and told her he simply needed food and water. The nurse nodded and left. He looked around the hall at the wounded men, most were hopeless, but a few sat up and talked cheerfully to one another with slings on their arms or bandages on their legs or chests. Aragorn found whom he was looking for underneath a window by a wall sleeping soundly.
He walked over to the peacefully sleeping figure of Eowyn. Wooden crutches were propped against the wall near to her bed and a bowl of cold broth lay untouched next to her. He reached out and stroked her short golden hair. Now that it wasn't so heavy it curled into ringlets, and Aragorn smiled and how beautiful it looked.
He reached down and grabbed her blanket, covering her with it as the nurse came back, carrying hot broth and water. He gulped down the water and sipped the chicken broth, feeling it warm his insides. He silently removed his chain mail and lay down next to Eowyn. He knew he couldn't sleep, but having her there was very comforting. She looked like an angel, lying there so peaceful and calm, not knowing what was going on around her.
Another nurse came by to clean any wounds he had. He sat up and the nurse rubbed his scratches and scrapes with a wet cloth, then washed his hands and face. He nodded his thanks and she nodded back, standing up and disappearing to go help someone else.
Aragorn lay back down next to Eowyn and against his will felt his eyes drooping shut.
*Arwen stood there again. This time both were clothed, but the same thing happened. He walked along with her and she told him she was leaving. He told her not to go.
This time they didn't kiss at the end though. Arwen reached out and cupped his cheek in her hand.
"You were right Aragorn, it was a dream." She disappeared and darkness fell.
The familiar hand gripped his shoulder.
"My Lord?"
Aragorn turned and they grasped hands. Eowyn smiled and once again the world went dark except for the glow surrounding her and the morning star. She was still clothed, and so was he. Her white dress that stretched for miles and her now short curly golden hair blew in the non-existent wind.
He walked towards her and this time he could get to her. He smiled and laced his fingers through her other hand. She continued to smile broadly.
"Eowyn."
She put a finger to his lips and then disappeared. The morning star was the last thing he saw and all was dark. * *****
You like? Please keep reviewing!
Thank you to the reviewers of chapter four, I get more and more readers every chapter so that's great! Keep reviewing and I'll keep writing!
Coolgirlchic16: more by the movie as I haven't read the whole book yet. The poem was from the book though.
Elbereth: I know I made her weak, I had to though so Aragorn could save her!
Oh I own nothing except one person, Menalyn, who is just a small part in this chapter.
Arin Elen (Morning Star) Chapter 5: You Were Right, It was a Dream
Eowyn sat there, thinking of how stupid she was. She couldn't move because of her leg, which had gone numb. She sat up and leaned against a wall, deciding to build up her courage and deciding to look at just how bad her leg was.
She had to really try hard not to throw up at the sight of her mangled leg as she bent over and pulled up the pant leg cautiously. She gasped and put her hand to her mouth, examining it more closely.
A large gash from the orc was barely visible because of the many bruises and scrapes that ran from her ankle up to her knee. She could see it was broken in more than one place, and that she needed to wrap it soon. The gash was still oozing blood and Eowyn gingerly reached out to touch it. She cried out and withdrew her hand in agony. She had truly screwed herself by fighting.
She was happy with her count of killing 21 orcs in the amount of time she fought, but felt guilty that she was just sitting against a wall while people were losing their lives right outside.
Suddenly there was a huge bang and Eowyn jerked her head to look towards the door to the castle. Using the wall and her free leg, Eowyn stood and hopped forward, grasping the wall with one hand and her sword in the other. She hopped across a gap and saw what was going on. The door was being smashed open by hundreds of orcs. Rohan men were running back and forth, grabbing long wooden boards and propping them against the door.
She saw King Theoden standing against a wall, and for a moment thought he was hurt. She heard King Theoden's words of lost hope.
"Draw back. It is over they have won." He shouted. The men did not listen, and Eowyn saw Aragorn stop helping with the boards and run over to the King.
"You said no one could breach the walls of this place, do not give up hope yet!" He said
"So much death! What can anyone do against such reckless hate?" Theoden said sadly.
Eowyn looked out the eastern window and saw the sun rising. Aragorn saw too, and remembered Gandalf's last words.
"When the sun rises on the fifth day, look to my coming in the east."
Aragorn turned back to Theoden.
"Ride out with me." Aragorn said all of a sudden. "Go and meet them."
"For death and glory?" Theoden asked.
"For Rohan." Aragorn said. Theoden nodded.
Gimli ran towards Eowyn's tower.
Eowyn smiled as Aragorn, Theoden, Legolas, and Theoden's two guards ran past her. Aragorn looked at her and for a moment their eyes met before he was gone. No one else acknowledged her presence, which was good. It would only hold them up if they saw her like this.
A few moments later, Eowyn saw the five returning on horses. Each person's sword was in its sheath on their belt. Eowyn heard Helm's horn sound as the horses halted.
Theoden looked at Aragorn.
"Let this be the hour when we draw swords together." Aragorn's eyes met the King's as they all drew their swords. At that moment a few things happened. The door completely fell off of its hinges and orcs began streaming in the hall. Helm's Horn sounded once more and Theoden shouted as their horses shot forward, "Forth Eorlingas!"
Eowyn hopped as fast as she could to follow the horses and halted at the door, watching them clear a path in the sea of orcs. The sun was now shining over the hill and suddenly a white figure on a large white horse appeared there.
Gandalf the White's voice magically magnified.
"Theoden King stands alone!" He shouted so all could hear. Just then another white horse and rider appeared beside Gandalf.
"Not alone."
"Eomer!" Eowyn gasped as tears of joy silently streaked down her cheeks.
"Forth Rohirrim!" Eomer cried, and two thousand riders charged forward led by Gandalf who seemed to glow bright and the orcs recoiled, squinting and shielding their eyes.
The next hour was a blur of falling and retreating orcs. Smiles broke out on every exhausted man's face, and Eowyn simply stood leaning against the wall, unable to take her eyes off of Aragorn. He was not only her hero, but now the whole of Rohan owed him so much. She was sure he would be modest about it and urge them not to praise him. He would say everything was Theoden's idea and give him all of the credit.
She forced her eyes over to Eomer and Gandalf. Gandalf was wearing a broad smile and Eomer had his sword raised in the air, also sporting a broad smile.
Suddenly the women and children began flowing out through the doorway where Eowyn stood. Not many of the Rohans had survived, and women were crying and hugging each other everywhere.
One woman ran up to Eowyn, and Eowyn recognized her as the same woman who had served her food the morning before. She smiled as the woman offered to take her to the place where all the wounded were being treated.
She leaned on the woman and tried to engage in conversation.
"What is your name?" Eowyn asked.
"Menalyn." The woman replied.
Eowyn found herself speechless and didn't know what else to say. So she walked in silence to the hall where the wounded were. It was the dining hall, but the tables were pushed out of the way, and many women were placing sheets, blankets, and pillows on the ground, getting ready to help any surviving men.
There was a row of only ten beds at the other end of the hall for special people. Eowyn refused to take a bed and she walked to a sheet by a wall underneath a window, and sat down. Menalyn helped remove Eowyn's chain mail and ran up to her room to retrieve a clean dress.
She returned with Eowyn's favorite plain white dress and held a sheet up around Eowyn while she changed. It took painfully long to remove the leather suit and she gasped in pain more than once when she touched her leg accidentally. Menalyn then brought some broth and a glass of water. Eowyn took it thankfully and drank the water, leaving the broth for later.
Another woman Eowyn recognized as an Edoras nurse walked over and examined Eowyn's leg. She put some burning ointments in places and then wrapped her leg in a tight splint. Telling Eowyn she had to keep it on for six weeks and not get it wet for at least three. Eowyn sighed and laid her head on her pillow, drifting into a deep and exhausted sleep. *****
Aragorn spent the morning outside, helping families cope with their losses, and then went inside for a meal. He needed to also see Eowyn and make sure she was all right.
As he entered the dining hall five or six nurses rushed to his side. He shooed all but one off and told her he simply needed food and water. The nurse nodded and left. He looked around the hall at the wounded men, most were hopeless, but a few sat up and talked cheerfully to one another with slings on their arms or bandages on their legs or chests. Aragorn found whom he was looking for underneath a window by a wall sleeping soundly.
He walked over to the peacefully sleeping figure of Eowyn. Wooden crutches were propped against the wall near to her bed and a bowl of cold broth lay untouched next to her. He reached out and stroked her short golden hair. Now that it wasn't so heavy it curled into ringlets, and Aragorn smiled and how beautiful it looked.
He reached down and grabbed her blanket, covering her with it as the nurse came back, carrying hot broth and water. He gulped down the water and sipped the chicken broth, feeling it warm his insides. He silently removed his chain mail and lay down next to Eowyn. He knew he couldn't sleep, but having her there was very comforting. She looked like an angel, lying there so peaceful and calm, not knowing what was going on around her.
Another nurse came by to clean any wounds he had. He sat up and the nurse rubbed his scratches and scrapes with a wet cloth, then washed his hands and face. He nodded his thanks and she nodded back, standing up and disappearing to go help someone else.
Aragorn lay back down next to Eowyn and against his will felt his eyes drooping shut.
*Arwen stood there again. This time both were clothed, but the same thing happened. He walked along with her and she told him she was leaving. He told her not to go.
This time they didn't kiss at the end though. Arwen reached out and cupped his cheek in her hand.
"You were right Aragorn, it was a dream." She disappeared and darkness fell.
The familiar hand gripped his shoulder.
"My Lord?"
Aragorn turned and they grasped hands. Eowyn smiled and once again the world went dark except for the glow surrounding her and the morning star. She was still clothed, and so was he. Her white dress that stretched for miles and her now short curly golden hair blew in the non-existent wind.
He walked towards her and this time he could get to her. He smiled and laced his fingers through her other hand. She continued to smile broadly.
"Eowyn."
She put a finger to his lips and then disappeared. The morning star was the last thing he saw and all was dark. * *****
You like? Please keep reviewing!
Thank you to the reviewers of chapter four, I get more and more readers every chapter so that's great! Keep reviewing and I'll keep writing!
Coolgirlchic16: more by the movie as I haven't read the whole book yet. The poem was from the book though.
Elbereth: I know I made her weak, I had to though so Aragorn could save her!