Character: Theoden/a Rohirrim
Disclaimer: Tolkien created a world of wonder – Kortirion creates sand-castles.
Notes: Re-cycled from lotr100
Our Golden Hall had become haunted by unfamiliar silences. Soft, leather slippers muffled the king’s footsteps, much as age and sorrows muffled his stride. Time weighed heavily across once proud shoulders, cruelly bowing them beyond his years. Faithful Grima, a constant presence, supporting him, but always a little ahead, “to be sure none hinder our path, Theoden King”, he would murmur; assuring all present of his best intentions.
“Stormcrow”, the Worm named him; storm he brought. Mantled in wroth, he struck the evil from Theoden’s mind, igniting his reason as surely as summer lightening fires the pine-trees.
Our King returned.