Eowyn flew up the stairs with Faramir panting behind her. She had almost
sprinted up to Eyamir's room in fear that the man had taken him. Farowyn
hadn't even been touched. She thrust open to find to her horror an empty
room with naught but an open window. She fell to the ground. Faramir held
her in his arms trying to comfort her. "What do we do?" she asked through
sobs. "I don't know," replied Faramir. Just at that pathetic moment Farowyn
happened to be walking by to see her parents like totally making out. She
stepped backwards while almost falling down the stairs. She was mortified
to find that her brother was missing. Farowyn had never wielded a sword
but she was willing to do anything to save her brother. She picked up her
mother's old sword that had seen battle in the third age. She stuck this
in a sheath and grabbed a few provisions and assorted weapons. "This will
do," smiled Farowyn. She heard footsteps coming down the stairs. 'Oh no!'
she thought. Farowyn grabbed all the provisions she had put together and
ran out the door.
Eowyn came down the stairs with a tear stained face. Faramir was holding
her shoulders and talking softly to her. Eowyn looked up to see the
deserted kitchen.
"Where's Farowyn?" she said
"I thought she was in her room!" replied Faramir with panic in his voice.
Eowyn ran around the room looking for Farowyn. She had just noticed that a
number of weapons that they had kept were gone. Her mouth dropped open and
her sadness turned into anger.
"She disobeyed me!" roared Eowyn who was now sweating from her anger. She
glared at Faramir.
"What has she done now?" asked Faramir reluctantly.
"What has she done now?! She took almost all our weapons, food, and armor
to go in search of her brother!" roared Eowyn with fire in her eyes. She
thrust a chair at the door in her rage, which missed Faramir by an inch.
"Watch out there! You almost hit me!" yelled Faramir who was now raging at
his family, even the members that weren't there.
"Shut up!" Eowyn screamed back in frustration. Her eyes were filled with
tears and she collapsed and the ground. Faramir's anger loosened and he
held her in his arms. She looked up at him and they kissed. Eowyn got up
and went around the house grabbing different provisions and weapons for a
journey.
"What are you doing?" asked Faramir sheepishly.
"We're going to look for our children," she replied hastily. With that she
opened a closed door that lead underground. Faramir's eyes widened.
"I don't remember building that," said Faramir with a confused tone.
"That's because I did," replied Eowyn with a grin on her face. She lead
Faramir down the corridor. It lead deep underground. Faramir's eyes
widened. He saw a flicker of light up ahead.
"What's that light?" he asked wearily.
"You'll see," replied Eowyn. She lead him even further down the passage
until the entered a chamber where two horses stood saddled and ready for a
journey.
"How long have these two been here?" asked Faramir with a puzzled look on
his face.
"Less that an hour ago," replied Eowyn while fastening her weapons to her
horse. She loaded two saddle bags full of food and clothes and put one on
each horse.
"Where did you get the horses?" asked Faramir with a stern look on his
face.
"I was a lady of Rohan. Do you think I have no connections with my own
brother?" she asked with a strange look on her face. "This is Arnor, my
horse. He has borne me to war many a time."
"What is the name of this steed of bay?" asked Faramir.
"Hansufel, he has borne not but a rider of the mark." Said Eowyn gravely.
She had not seen any of the riders of the mark for many a year. She looked
at her hands and then clenched them together angrily.
"What is it?" asked Faramir.
"These hands were prevented from holding a sword in battle for the longest
time, and now that I have the chance I'm almost too afraid to use them,"
she replied guiltily.
"Don't say that, you are the bravest woman I have ever met in my life. I
loved you from the moment I saw you, not only of your beauty, but of your
tough out side and soft but firm inside. You are a daughter of kings, a
shield maiden of Rohan," said Faramir smiling.
"Daughter of kings..." Eowyn repeated. "Don't ever say that again."
"Why?" asked Faramir. He knew they weren't getting anywhere.
"Aragorn said that to me. I thought he actually liked me, but no. He turned
on me. He said that my love was like a dark shadow in a thought that had
not been seen since the beginning of time," Eowyn said crossly. Her back
was now turned to Faramir, as she finished preparing her horse. Faramir's
horse was already saddled.
"Aragorn was a good man," said Faramir harshly. "You should not think of
him in vain. He showed kindness to those who despised him. He loved those
who hated him. He was brave in battle. He showed me the likeness of my own
father. If it weren't for him I would hate my father. My father treated me
like an animal. He loved Boromir so much more. He hated me. He tried to
burn me alive! Aragorn saw through him and gave me the heart to forgive
him. My father tried to kill me, and Aragorn broke up the hatred! How can
you hate a man like that?" cried Faramir angrily.
"I didn't say I hated him. He burned me Faramir. He told me that there was
no chance in the world that he could ever love me. Instead he fell for that
idiot elf Arwen! How would you feel?" Eowyn said in a poisonous tone.
Faramir looked at the ground and shielded his eyes from Eowyn's piercing
gaze.
"I-...I'm sorry. I didn't know that he did that. He seemed like such a hero,
a brave and concerned man. I didn't know he hurt you like that. He still
did have a good point though. He already loved Arwen. You were a detour in
his life. You made him think of Arwen. You made him prove his real love to
her by testing it. You helped him see. You are the hero. Are you not
content with me? Am I not as good or better than Aragorn?" asked Faramir
boldly. Eowyn turned her head away.
"Look at me," said Faramir coldly.
"No, I will not look at a betrayer with shame," Eowyn said coldly.
She glared at Faramir. Her eyes pierced his flesh. He stared back with an
equally cold look.
"Then look me in the face and tell me what you really think of
me!" Faramir exclaimed angrily.
"I would if you weren't so ugly!" sneered Eowyn. She now had a
twisted grin on her face. She drew her sword. The blade shimmered in the
dim light of the cavern.
"So you would draw your sword on me?" asked Faramir with a
contorted anger singed grin.
"I would kill you," replied Eowyn. Her eyes blazed with fire.
Faramir drew his sword from its sheath. "Then I will fight you," he said
with a smirk.
"You will lose if I fight you traitor," Eowyn said with a little
laugh.
Faramir was the first to strike. His sword hit the bare flesh of her arm
and cut it. Blood began to ooze out of the cut. It stained her dress and
fell in huge drops to the dirt floor. A puddle of blood began to form on
the floor.
"I'll do you for that!" Eowyn Screamed angrily. She took her
sword, and in one good swoop slit his arm and gashed his face. Faramir
glared at her with a face contorted with pain.
They began to engage deeper into battle. Blood covered the cavern. Cries of
angst and pain were heard and the clanking of swords grew more and more.
The battle on foot between the two had become reckless.
Eowyn mounted her horse quickly before Faramir could shove his
blood covered sword into her stomach. "You fool, you think you could defeat
me?" she smirked.
"That was the first thing that crossed my mind," said Faramir
who had now taken another failed swing at Eowyn.
Eowyn jabbed her sword into Faramir's arm. Blood started pouring out of the
wound.
"You...you...you bastard! I'll do you for this!" screamed Faramir
as he wedged his sword into Eowyn's stomach.
Eowyn winced and then fell off her horse. She was weakened but not down.
She picked up her sword slowly, and with one painful cry she thrust it into
Faramir's stomach, causing him to fall recklessly to the floor. He look at
her with his light blue eyes. They shimmered with the light of ones last
breath. To her surprise he stood up. She glared at him and then all went
dark.
"Faramir? Where are you? What is this place?" Eowyn said. The world around
her started to move quickly. She knew this was a dream. The color started
to fade from everything and the world around her started spinning even
faster until it was thrusting her around. She tried to move her arm, but it
was as lifeless as a vegetable. Suddenly everything stopped spinning and
something came into view. Something that she had seen before. She tried
moving her arm again, but instead of feeling nothing she felt great pain.
sprinted up to Eyamir's room in fear that the man had taken him. Farowyn
hadn't even been touched. She thrust open to find to her horror an empty
room with naught but an open window. She fell to the ground. Faramir held
her in his arms trying to comfort her. "What do we do?" she asked through
sobs. "I don't know," replied Faramir. Just at that pathetic moment Farowyn
happened to be walking by to see her parents like totally making out. She
stepped backwards while almost falling down the stairs. She was mortified
to find that her brother was missing. Farowyn had never wielded a sword
but she was willing to do anything to save her brother. She picked up her
mother's old sword that had seen battle in the third age. She stuck this
in a sheath and grabbed a few provisions and assorted weapons. "This will
do," smiled Farowyn. She heard footsteps coming down the stairs. 'Oh no!'
she thought. Farowyn grabbed all the provisions she had put together and
ran out the door.
Eowyn came down the stairs with a tear stained face. Faramir was holding
her shoulders and talking softly to her. Eowyn looked up to see the
deserted kitchen.
"Where's Farowyn?" she said
"I thought she was in her room!" replied Faramir with panic in his voice.
Eowyn ran around the room looking for Farowyn. She had just noticed that a
number of weapons that they had kept were gone. Her mouth dropped open and
her sadness turned into anger.
"She disobeyed me!" roared Eowyn who was now sweating from her anger. She
glared at Faramir.
"What has she done now?" asked Faramir reluctantly.
"What has she done now?! She took almost all our weapons, food, and armor
to go in search of her brother!" roared Eowyn with fire in her eyes. She
thrust a chair at the door in her rage, which missed Faramir by an inch.
"Watch out there! You almost hit me!" yelled Faramir who was now raging at
his family, even the members that weren't there.
"Shut up!" Eowyn screamed back in frustration. Her eyes were filled with
tears and she collapsed and the ground. Faramir's anger loosened and he
held her in his arms. She looked up at him and they kissed. Eowyn got up
and went around the house grabbing different provisions and weapons for a
journey.
"What are you doing?" asked Faramir sheepishly.
"We're going to look for our children," she replied hastily. With that she
opened a closed door that lead underground. Faramir's eyes widened.
"I don't remember building that," said Faramir with a confused tone.
"That's because I did," replied Eowyn with a grin on her face. She lead
Faramir down the corridor. It lead deep underground. Faramir's eyes
widened. He saw a flicker of light up ahead.
"What's that light?" he asked wearily.
"You'll see," replied Eowyn. She lead him even further down the passage
until the entered a chamber where two horses stood saddled and ready for a
journey.
"How long have these two been here?" asked Faramir with a puzzled look on
his face.
"Less that an hour ago," replied Eowyn while fastening her weapons to her
horse. She loaded two saddle bags full of food and clothes and put one on
each horse.
"Where did you get the horses?" asked Faramir with a stern look on his
face.
"I was a lady of Rohan. Do you think I have no connections with my own
brother?" she asked with a strange look on her face. "This is Arnor, my
horse. He has borne me to war many a time."
"What is the name of this steed of bay?" asked Faramir.
"Hansufel, he has borne not but a rider of the mark." Said Eowyn gravely.
She had not seen any of the riders of the mark for many a year. She looked
at her hands and then clenched them together angrily.
"What is it?" asked Faramir.
"These hands were prevented from holding a sword in battle for the longest
time, and now that I have the chance I'm almost too afraid to use them,"
she replied guiltily.
"Don't say that, you are the bravest woman I have ever met in my life. I
loved you from the moment I saw you, not only of your beauty, but of your
tough out side and soft but firm inside. You are a daughter of kings, a
shield maiden of Rohan," said Faramir smiling.
"Daughter of kings..." Eowyn repeated. "Don't ever say that again."
"Why?" asked Faramir. He knew they weren't getting anywhere.
"Aragorn said that to me. I thought he actually liked me, but no. He turned
on me. He said that my love was like a dark shadow in a thought that had
not been seen since the beginning of time," Eowyn said crossly. Her back
was now turned to Faramir, as she finished preparing her horse. Faramir's
horse was already saddled.
"Aragorn was a good man," said Faramir harshly. "You should not think of
him in vain. He showed kindness to those who despised him. He loved those
who hated him. He was brave in battle. He showed me the likeness of my own
father. If it weren't for him I would hate my father. My father treated me
like an animal. He loved Boromir so much more. He hated me. He tried to
burn me alive! Aragorn saw through him and gave me the heart to forgive
him. My father tried to kill me, and Aragorn broke up the hatred! How can
you hate a man like that?" cried Faramir angrily.
"I didn't say I hated him. He burned me Faramir. He told me that there was
no chance in the world that he could ever love me. Instead he fell for that
idiot elf Arwen! How would you feel?" Eowyn said in a poisonous tone.
Faramir looked at the ground and shielded his eyes from Eowyn's piercing
gaze.
"I-...I'm sorry. I didn't know that he did that. He seemed like such a hero,
a brave and concerned man. I didn't know he hurt you like that. He still
did have a good point though. He already loved Arwen. You were a detour in
his life. You made him think of Arwen. You made him prove his real love to
her by testing it. You helped him see. You are the hero. Are you not
content with me? Am I not as good or better than Aragorn?" asked Faramir
boldly. Eowyn turned her head away.
"Look at me," said Faramir coldly.
"No, I will not look at a betrayer with shame," Eowyn said coldly.
She glared at Faramir. Her eyes pierced his flesh. He stared back with an
equally cold look.
"Then look me in the face and tell me what you really think of
me!" Faramir exclaimed angrily.
"I would if you weren't so ugly!" sneered Eowyn. She now had a
twisted grin on her face. She drew her sword. The blade shimmered in the
dim light of the cavern.
"So you would draw your sword on me?" asked Faramir with a
contorted anger singed grin.
"I would kill you," replied Eowyn. Her eyes blazed with fire.
Faramir drew his sword from its sheath. "Then I will fight you," he said
with a smirk.
"You will lose if I fight you traitor," Eowyn said with a little
laugh.
Faramir was the first to strike. His sword hit the bare flesh of her arm
and cut it. Blood began to ooze out of the cut. It stained her dress and
fell in huge drops to the dirt floor. A puddle of blood began to form on
the floor.
"I'll do you for that!" Eowyn Screamed angrily. She took her
sword, and in one good swoop slit his arm and gashed his face. Faramir
glared at her with a face contorted with pain.
They began to engage deeper into battle. Blood covered the cavern. Cries of
angst and pain were heard and the clanking of swords grew more and more.
The battle on foot between the two had become reckless.
Eowyn mounted her horse quickly before Faramir could shove his
blood covered sword into her stomach. "You fool, you think you could defeat
me?" she smirked.
"That was the first thing that crossed my mind," said Faramir
who had now taken another failed swing at Eowyn.
Eowyn jabbed her sword into Faramir's arm. Blood started pouring out of the
wound.
"You...you...you bastard! I'll do you for this!" screamed Faramir
as he wedged his sword into Eowyn's stomach.
Eowyn winced and then fell off her horse. She was weakened but not down.
She picked up her sword slowly, and with one painful cry she thrust it into
Faramir's stomach, causing him to fall recklessly to the floor. He look at
her with his light blue eyes. They shimmered with the light of ones last
breath. To her surprise he stood up. She glared at him and then all went
dark.
"Faramir? Where are you? What is this place?" Eowyn said. The world around
her started to move quickly. She knew this was a dream. The color started
to fade from everything and the world around her started spinning even
faster until it was thrusting her around. She tried to move her arm, but it
was as lifeless as a vegetable. Suddenly everything stopped spinning and
something came into view. Something that she had seen before. She tried
moving her arm again, but instead of feeling nothing she felt great pain.