Exhausted, Eowyn sheathed her sword.
Why youve stobbed? gurgled the dragon.
I am tired, said Eowyn. Then, thinking that a beast
might not understand the meaning of tired, she added,
I am out of breath, and my arms and legs ache.
The dragon leaned towards her and, tilting its head to one
side, peered at her exposed limbs. Then, after a moment or two,
it said, Siddown, and nodded at the ground.
Eowyn sat down beside her rock (which was no longer warm, but
she was too hot from the exercise to notice).
Do you wan more wader? asked the dragon.
No, said Eowyn, holding up her waterskin, I
have some here, thank you. She drew out the stopper and
took a drink, pondering her situation. She had one very pressing
problem, and no idea how she was going to solve itLegolas
was coming for her.
Legolas would climb the cliff, fight the dragon, and one of
them would die.
If it were Legolasand the pain of trying to imagine Legolas
death was just too much to bearthen Eowyn knew that she
would die as well.
But if it were the dragon
Well, she could not bear to think of the dragons dying,
Especially not at Legolas hand.
So she had to think of way to save both of them.
Where do you normally live? she asked. This
rock is obviously not your home.
The dragon tried to shrug its shoulders. Evvrythins
change, it said.
What has changed?
Nevver though bfore. Nevver talk
Bfore you come.
Eowyn frowned. The dragon
had arrived upon a strange, foul-smelling wind, but from where,
exactly? Could it have been
From somewhere where dragons neither think nor talk,
Somewhere without elvesthe elves taught the trees
to talk, so why not dragons as wellthough was it not Morgoth
who created the dragons, to do his bidding?
She looked up at her dragon.
He is not evil, she decided. He is just unfortunate
in his choice of food.
She drew her knees up to her chest and, closing her eyes, reached
out, searching for Legolas. To her surprise, she found him immediately,
and a series of wordsspoken in his voiceformed
in her mind: Show us where you are, melmenya.
Legolas, she thought back with all her might, he
is not evil. Please do not kill him, my darling.
You awight? asked the dragon.
Eowyn opened her eyes andpraying to the gods that Legolas
had heard hersaid, I am a little cold.
Gover there, said the dragon. And,
moments later, it warmed her rock with a great blast of fiery
breath, which lit up the sky.