Heart of Fear

Today I am Theodan, King, asking "Who am I, Gamli?" War is upon me, whether I want it or no, and it's hard to remember the strength in my hands when I hold my sword. Today I am Arwyn, and there is still hope, but there are so many futures; and so much evil I don't want to know. I see myself walking in forests of fall trees with the ghosts of the children who still might be. I wish I didn't know what I already do. My sun is setting, but it isn't complete; There's a time for rejoicing but first we will weep. A sense of urgency grips me, and ambivalence. Now I take my last breath, say good-bye to the geese; I pick up my cross and I enter the plunge.