Author: Glorfindel's ghost
Source: Lotr book/movie verse
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue!
There's a hush today as he prepares, not even a murmur of fear, the chilled void of a people in shock. He doesn't know where the men are, dismissed them with a shaky hand.
Anticipates summoning them and giving them their orders as akin to hefting an executioner's axe, feels for the blame for their inevitable fate acutely, begrudges this time spent alone dwelling on his own culpability when has so little time left.
He changes quickly, straightens the eiderdown before he leaves - a force of habit, allows himself one backward glance and then shuts the door, leaves to die.