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Title: Death Brings a Friend (#2138)
Author: Helen
Chapters: 1

Archive: Tolkien
Category: Lord of the Rings
Description: A small tale about how Eowyn felt after the death of her perents
Published: 08 Aug 2005
Updated: 08 Aug 2005
Warnings:
Type: General
Characters:


Chapter 1 - A Promise on Both Sides

"Why?" Thought Eowyn, eyes darting, taking in every inch of the hall in which they stood, the lanturns stuttering, the rich embroidered tapestries that hung on the walls, depicting the victories of the Rohirrim, right the way back to Eorl himself, riding out of the North on the great steed Felarof. "Why us? Why our family?" Her heart beat rapidly, her breathing growing more shallow, as she thought of the unfairness of it. Her brother stood by her side, a rock of comfort in her new world. It was all so new to her, this Golden Hall, and so many people around. At her home in the Westfold there were few people close to where she lived. One could ride for miles and not see another living soul. The crampedness of Meduseld made her feel caged, a feeling she had hated since childhood. Her brother's eyes shone in the darkness, the dark brown reflecting the hopelessness and anger that raged within her soul. Eomer tried to smile at his younger sister, but instead tears laced his cheeks.

Their cousin, Theodred, was standing close by. He knew the pain that they felt, he himself had lost his mother at a young age. His eyes held a promise of compassion, much as his fathers had when he had sworn to care for Eowyn and Eomer. Eowyn felt her heart flame up in anger again, she would avenge herself and her family. She swore to herself that she would never rest, till all Orcs had been driven out of Rohan. For it was the Orcs that had killed Eomund, her father, and because of his death Theodwyn had become weaker and had succumbed to the grief she felt. Eowyn would never forget that oath.

Theodred walked closer to them and whispered "I will always be here. I am your friend." With that he led them outside, to the great pyre, and helped them climb it. He lit their torches and stepped back respectfully. Eowyn stared into the fire, and knew in her heart she had found the firmist friend she would ever have.
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