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All I heard was the Orcs banging their swords on the ground before the fight. During the fight I could hear the clashing of swords and men and elves fighting. Then I heard an explosion.

"Eowyn what was that?" I asked.

"They are breaking in" A women yelled.

"Is there a way out," I asked Eowyn.

'Yes, the path leads into the mountains," she said. "We will not get far. What do you think we should do?" Was she really asking me what I thought?

"I think we should stay. If we try to leave the Orcs will get us. There are probably to many of them." So that's what we did. We waited out the war.

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The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?

The women and children in the caves were let out a few hours later. Neither Aragorn nor Legolas came for me and I was scared that they died. I walked outside to see thousand of elves, men and Orcs dead lying upon my feet. Then I found Legolas and Aragorn talking with Gandalf.

"Aragorn," I yelled running over to him and he caught me in his arms. "I am so happy to see you alive."

But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you.

I then hugged Legolas, this time he wasn't s surprised and he expected it. I smiled up at him, finally happy, we had won the battle of Helms Deep and everyone I loved was alive. Gimli came up to us and I also hugged him to. He jumped back surprised, but then laughed. I looked at Aragorn who hugged Eowyn, then turned to look at me, and a smile spread upon his face.

Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn't. Because they were holding on to something. That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth fighting for.

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A few hours later I found myself sitting down on the steps. I looked around at all the dead bodies and my eyes fell upon a dead little boy. Tears began to fill in my eyes. So young.

"Alisa, are you alright," someone said, as they sat down next to me. I looked at Legolas, sitting next to me.

"No," I said, looking a head, as bodies where being carried away next to me. "So many dead, so many, so young."

"We had to have everyone fight or we would have lost," Legolas explained.

"I know," I sighed, "but so many."

The afternoon sun was shining above us, the look of hope and victory was held on everyone's faces. Women walked around, crying, searching for the ones they had lost. Other women ran to their men hugging them, never wanting to let them go. I saw the look of love on their faces, they had each other, and I wanted someone. I looked at Legolas and he smiled at me.