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AN: This chapter is really short because the next chapter is super long (about 4 pages handwritten)
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March 1, Year 3019 Still in Edoras
Today was the same as always. Missing Éomer, missing Théodred, missing Uncle the way he used to be. I wish I could leave Edoras and join Éomer, or at least take a short day trip somewheres on my horse, Windolfa. She is the daughter of Shadowfax, descended from Felaróf, the horse of Eorl himself. Gandalf Greyhame, the wizard, took Shadowfax the last time he was in Edoras (Uncle was quite upset but it was sort of his fault, he did tell Gandalf to take any horse and go). He returned on the 23rd of last month, riderless and wild (Shadowfax! Not Gandalf!).
The time which I have not spent with my uncle has mostly been spent trying to retame Shadowfax. The first two days he would not let me anywhere near him. The next two days I was able to get right beside him without him backing away whenever I was within arms reach. The next day I was able to climb on to him (without a saddle) but he bucked me right off. That's about as far as I got. Because of Éomer's banishment and Théodred's death, I had not gone to the stables again until today. My absence had put Shadowfax and I back to "square one" (another Gondorian phrase). I wish something interesting would happen. Of course, I've been wishing Wormtounge would drop dead since he came to Edoras but that hasn't happened yet, has it?
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