LOTR Drabble: Fell Wisdom
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martasficTitle:Fell Wisdom
Summary: On the road to Helm's Deep, Theoden has his doubts.
Word Count: 100
Rating: General (nothing objectionable)
Timeline: Late Third Age (bookverse)
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His wisdom seemed good back in Edoras. Éomer stood with me, and Gandalf and Thorongil beside; Herugrim felt so right in my hand. Who could oppose us?
Yet now I am less sure. What wisdom is this to race headlong across the plains? Gandalf is gone, and Thorongil is no Rohir. Shall we even reach Helm's Deep? And what if we do? Shall it profit us more than a day's breath? My son is dead; I shall join him soon.
I hoped for hope, but even that now slips away. To hope's end I ride, and to my heart's breaking.
Summary: On the road to Helm's Deep, Theoden has his doubts.
Word Count: 100
Rating: General (nothing objectionable)
Timeline: Late Third Age (bookverse)
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His wisdom seemed good back in Edoras. Éomer stood with me, and Gandalf and Thorongil beside; Herugrim felt so right in my hand. Who could oppose us?
Yet now I am less sure. What wisdom is this to race headlong across the plains? Gandalf is gone, and Thorongil is no Rohir. Shall we even reach Helm's Deep? And what if we do? Shall it profit us more than a day's breath? My son is dead; I shall join him soon.
I hoped for hope, but even that now slips away. To hope's end I ride, and to my heart's breaking.