To The keep! The tale of Haldir of Lorien at Helms Deep

"Haldir! To the Keep!" Aragorn was bellowing, I turned and nodded as I continued to fight. Suddenly a pain rent through my back. I felt my knees buckle, though I willed myself not to fall. As I lay their on my back, I heard Aragorn again, but far off, calling my name. "Haldir, Haldir" I then heard a different voice, soft and kingly.
"Haildir, Haldir, You are come to the halls of Manros. I am Manros, your host."
"I cannot stay here! I have to get back to help mellon nin Estel!" I cried. "Haldir, your time is not yet come, I will send you back." At that moment, I felt my body being picked up by the arms. 'What the?" I yelled.
"My goodness! I am Gamling, I was ordered to bury the dead. But thou are not dead." "Come, get me a horse, wither is the lord Aragorn?" "He left this morning, bound for Isengard with Mithrandir and King Theoden" "Isengard!" I cried as I bounded up into the saddle. "Yes, it was Gandalf's choice." Norro lim! Norro Lim!" I cried as we sprang away.