Characters: Théodred, Éomer
Warning: Character death
Disclaimer: I am not JRR Tolkien, so clearly these characters/sitations are not mine.
Théodred turns, startled by that familiar, welcome voice.
The Orc’s axe sails narrowly past. He swiftly dispatches the creature, and another, another, another…
He cannot see Éomer, though he can hear his cousin bellowing, and is heartened.
Éomer’s voice is silenced.
A great shout of triumph erupts from terrible Orcish throats.
He struggles to see, to prove wrong what he knows is true.
The Isengarders advance on him, and no other.
He is isolated from his men.
Théodred grips the hilt of his sword.
He wonders what will become of Éowyn, of Rohan.
He silently asks his father’s forgiveness.