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.
