ofrohirrim: Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay,…

ofrohirrim:

Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. He stood for a moment as a man who is pierced in the midst of a cry by an arrow through the heart ; and then his face went deathly white, and cold fury rose in him, so that all speech failed him for a while. A fey mood took him.

“Éowyn, Éowyn!” he cried at last. “Éowyn how come you here? What madness or devilry is this? Death, death, death! Death take us all!”