So much has happened, I know not where to begin! We started out for Helms Deep, everything was going well, slow yet well. Gimli said the funniest thing about Dwarf women. Eowyn looked so happy, she gets a certain light in her eyes when looking at Aragorn. We continued walking for several hours until, as if out of nowhere, Orcs riding atop Wargs charged toward us! It way very strange, for everyone was yelling stuff like "Mordor will bring death to us all!" but the Wargs came from the north, Mordor is to the east. I think that WormTounge has something to do with it. There was so much distress and panic, I thought that I might faint! Though it was quite funny when Gimli was trying to make Arod, for that is the horses name, charge forward. Eowyn looked so mad when Théoden would not let her stay and fight. The women and children, including me, continued to Helms Deep led by Eowyn with only a few of our possessions and provisions. I pulled my satchel off of a horse and placed the strap on my shoulder just as we were leaving. Eowyn's face showed utter despair as Aragorn rode away with the men to fight. The rest of the journey to Helms Deep was very sad, slow, and boring. Though it did go faster then before the Wargs attacked, for we all feared another assault. I even glanced over my shoulder a few times fearing the werewolves were behind us. We arrived at Helms Deep and just about an hour later the men, or what was left of them returned, Aragorn was not among these few survivors. When Aragorn rode off toward the battle field with the men I thought there could not be a sadder face then Eowyn's, I was wrong. When news of Aragorn's fall, for that is how he died, reached Eowyn's ears her face was that of one who had lost all hope. Tears of despair and sadness filled her eyes as she walked slowly back to her room. That is where we are now, in Eowyn's room. We are both silent, tears run down our faces. I can write no more, for the words I write are blurred from tears. I may never write again, for what is the purpose of recording things in this book if they are just filled with despair and sadness? Farewell until I write again...if I ever do so.