I want to fight. If I do not get to help in the battles there really
was no reason for me to even come. I was just more of a hastle. Even my
little cousin Pippin has gone off to fight. Normally I would not
consider him 'little', but in this case.....*sigh*.....I am older....if
he is allowed to fight, I should be too.
The only one who really understands that is Lady Eowyn. I'm not sure why. Maybe because she herself wants to fight but isn't allowed to. I may not like it very much, but I do know why I can't fight. I'm just too small apparently. It's a stupid reason, really. I mean, I'm the about the same size as those orcs, right? Well, there's no excuse for Eowyn. She's strong, not only in will, but also in body. She can take anything that comes her way, but they just don't understand.
So I guess her and I will be going back to Edoras all alone. Waiting for King Theoden and Eomer and the rest to come back.....If they do at all...
I stand here watching as all the Rohirrim ride to war. I suddenly feel extremely lonely...wishing I was back in the Shire with Pippin, and Frodo...and Sam......back in the Shire where I didn't know about this....where I could just relax......
Oh! Standing there one minute, and now on the back of a horse the next? What has happened? My lady! You ride to war...and with me? Forget about relaxing, Meriadoc...how could you have thought such a thing! I ride now with 'Dernhelm' and all the Rohirrim alike....to war.....to fight for those I love.
We arrive to Gondor and I start to shake...I was so excited...so ready...I thought we had it....we had so many people....but now.....looking at the battle......the masacre looking straight back at us.....I wonder why I came....Eowyn's grip tightens around my waist....she is scared too, but she gives me comfort. She's like that. She gets frightened but never shows it. She's too brave, to strong.....
I'm not so worried as I was before. I can fight well enough to keep myself alive, and maybe do some good, and Eowyn will help me if I need it. We ride on now, to war.....our cries of death fill the air, but hopefully it will not come to that. At least not for her. She has every kind of respect given to her by her uncle, her brother, except for the respect of a warrior. I hope she earns it. Eru only knows if she'll survive to see it happen.