Giedd sculon singan gleomenn...

[lady_shieldarm]

Eowyn's singing voice was a strong one, full to the brink of sorrow and choked off as if she could no longer breathe. She did not cry; she had done enough of that in the bitter cold, in the weeks before metarrë. She sang for the loss of Eomer, for Theoden, for Merry. She sang because there would be none else here to do so for her, or for Rohan

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[pokerplayereyes]

Ned sat on the beach with his heels buried in the sand and a cigarette held loosely between his fingers, and he listened to her sing. He hadn't ever heard anything like it on the Disc, but the priestesses sung in hidden hallways and Watchmen had other things to listen for in Ankh Morpork, anyway.

He didn't move. It would have somehow been disrespectful to move.

He watched her walk into the sea. He remembered that feeling, when faced with the sea.
He hadn't know that there was so much water in the whole world.

[lady_shieldarm]

When the water pulled back again, Eowyn stepped back herself. For a girl so unused to the sea, it was enough of an experience for a day. She would not deny wondering if the water may rise and carry her away.

She let the dress fall back down across her legs again, and turned around to head back up the beach. The dry sand clung to her wet feet in a most annoying way, yet it did not stop her from covering her own startlement at seeing the man a little ways down the beach.

That surprise did not stop her from dipping her head in greeting as she neared him, either. She was not in Rohan anymore, but that did not mean she was no longer a Lady. "Good day."

[pokerplayereyes]

"Is it?" said Ned, raising his eyebrow and knocking ash from his cigarette against the edge of his boot. She looked a little like one of his sisters, with her long gown and her unbound hair. Younger than his sisters, though, and sadder.

"I suppose it must be."

[lady_shieldarm]

Eowyn looked at the man curiously, both for his question and the slim stick of some sort of pipe weed she had seen few others smoke. "Every day begins well," she said. Even those that brought sorrow.

[rebellious_lady]

Marian still found the seas strange. She'd not seen such bodies of water in her life, Nottingham had rivers, and she'd travelled past lakes, but water you could not see land from was still strange to her.

She recognised Eowyn after a moment, approaching her silently, her feet digging into the sand as she walked. Sand this warm, she wondered at times if it was what the desert was like, in the holy land. Of course, she could never ask Robin.

Her toes touched water, and she smiled. "I never thought it would be so warm."

[lady_shieldarm]

Eowyn looked up, almost startled at the sound of another voice so close to her. Her face softened when she recognized Lady Marian, and she nodded in greeting. "I find it strange, yet I enjoy it. I did not know what the sea looked like, until I arrived here."

[rebellious_lady]

"Nor did I." Marian looked out over the water, the horizon off in the distance. "It goes on so far."

[lady_shieldarm]

"It does," Eowyn agreed. "In my land, we had seas of grass as far as the eye could see." She jumped slightly when the water came rushing back, and shook her head at her foolishness. It was only water.

[guardiaknight]

It was nearly a month since Rohleod appeared outside his hut. The mare had taken a liking to Glenn, and he had grown quite fond of her. With the weather warm and his work for the day done, he decided to ride along the sandy beaches for simple enjoyment's sake.

He came across Eowyn not far from where he started, and for a moment watched as she stepped out into the sea. He urged his horse a little closer before he finally spoke.

"Good day, Lady Eowyn."

[lady_shieldarm]

Even on sand, a piece of land so foreign to any child of Rohan, Eowyn knew the sound of approaching hoof beats. She looked up when the horse neared, and her face softened in recognition when she saw Glenn.

"Good day, Sir Glenn," she replied, and nodded in welcome.

[guardiaknight]

He eased himself off his horse, taking the reins in his hand to lead the animal closer, though not so close as to be in the path of the water. Rohleod seemed quite nervous about the ocean, still, and he did not wish to make the beast uncomfortable.

"I trust the day finds ye well?" he asked, bowing his head properly in greetings now that she was turned to him. "I hope I did nae interrupt."

[lady_shieldarm]

"It does, and you did not," Eowyn replied. Even now, after decisions made and her heart put aside, Eowyn could not ignore something as much a part of her blood as horses were to Rohan.

She found herself drawn to Rohleod, a hand reaching out to the beast's mane. "Steady now, there is nothing to fear."

[sickof_swimming]

Ariel was headed to the beach to go for a swim, bathing suit on and towel over one arm. Matthew was napping and so was Anne, and Ariel thought it would be alright if she stole away for a little while.

"Hi," she said, smiling over at the other woman. Her hair was long and fair and beautiful and it reminded Ariel of Aquata's.

[lady_shieldarm]

"Hello," Eowyn replied. Such short, informal greetings she still did not understand; however, she was beginning to comprehend that perhaps she was the strange one.

Other things, such as the woman's current state of dress, or her hair, she has had longer to become accustomed to.

[sickof_swimming]

"Are you going to go swimming in that dress?" Ariel asked, nose scrunched in curiosity. It seemed a shame to let such a pretty dress get ruined, the clothes box wasn't always so generous.

[lady_shieldarm]

"Oh, no," Eowyn replied. She learned things every day; words, devices, uses, and she knew it was a common exercise amongst the people to wade into the water. However, she had no experience with it, and she could not imagine wearing anything so revealing as the lady wore.

Eowyn felt acute embarrassment at uttering her next words to a stranger, lovely as she was, yet she did not show it. "I had never seen the sea before I came here, and have never set foot in it until today."

[poison_pearl]

I find it a touch strange to first spy Eowyn cautiously stepping into the surf; at a distance-before my eyes can catch any details, such as the colour of hair-I could imagine that I have come across myself, some time in the past, so close is her manner to my own first approach to the ocean.

I cannot determine whether the thought is unsettling or reassuring.

"Good day, Eowyn," I say, when I am closer, shading my eyes against the light reflecting diamond-sharp against the ocean. "How is the water?"

[lady_shieldarm]

"Warm," Eowyn replied. She turned her head slightly to look at Maud, glad for the company even as she began to take a few steps back from the water, and even further back into her own mind. "Surprisingly so. Hello, Maud."

[poison_pearl]

"It tends to be so, I've found," I say, my eyes lingering on the water for a moment longer before I look again at Eowyn. "This whole island, in fact. It's almost as if the one cold month draws all the cold into itself, leaving no chance of temperate weather the rest of the year."