~Erica~ wrote:"I saw the Rohirim while I was on my way here, they are coming, soon hopefully." Erica replied with a grim smile. From what she had seen of the camp it was smaller than they needed and the guards were not paying the closets attention. Then again she had chosen a place where humans were guarding the perimeter rather than elves. Besides her cloak had plenty to do with it as well. The random arrangement of greys and greens broke up her image so it was harder to see. "Are not the Lothlorien elves coming as well?"
Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
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