Character: Éowyn, Morwen
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed
For the "Stardust" challenge; a birthday drabble for fallingtowers, who has written some lovely Éowyn and Morwen stories herself.
A River of Stars
Once, when she was tiny, her grandmother wrapped Éowyn in her warmest blanket and carried her outside to look at the sky. More stars than she could ever count glimmered far above.
Each star is a soul, Morwen said. The falling stars are souls rushing to the earth to be born. Those faraway dancing lights are souls returning in joy to the heavens, when their time here is done.
One night, high above the Dwimorberg, Éowyn recalled those words: Souls journeying from heaven to earth and back again, each soul a star, flowing on a river of stars, timeless, eternal.