faramircaptainofgondor:

“Hail, Éomer, King of the Mark!”

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ganseyblues:

Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. He stood a moment as a man who is pierced in the midst of a cry by an arrow through the heart; and then his face went deathly white, and a cold fury rose in him, so that all speech failed him for a while.

‘Éowyn, Éowyn!’ he cried at last. 'Éowyn, how come you here? What madness or devilry is this? Death, death, death! Death take us all!’

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elfwines:

[M]y son, for so I will call you.

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