4. Day 4: Mettle (Eowyn)
As she grew, she wanted to be like her brother, for Eomer was brave and kind to her--he held her hand all through the funeral and did not even cry--and did not tell anybody that she slept with her papa's old shirt for a pillow, and did not make her wash it. She was not brave, nor kind: she cried a lot and got upset when others caught her at it.
Later, she wanted to be like her Uncle. Theoden was strong and wise and ruled his people with kindness. She would like to be as kind, but could not help herself--the boys were all leaving to train with the eored and teasing her because she could not go with them. It was enough to make one lose one's temper!
Then she wanted to be like her cousin. Theodred was fearless and keen in defending the Riddermark every day. She wanted so badly to find something in which to pour her passion. Alas, that she was only a girl.
And when the Wormtongue came into court, she wanted nothing more than to be a sparrow so she could say whatever she wanted and fly away.
And when things came to the brink, she did not feel happy, nor brave, nor kind, nor wise, nor strong, nor bold, nor fearless. But she had had to try her best.
And had lived through it.
These days, she just likes to be Eowyn. Faramir told her that he loves her just as she is, and that is good enough for her.
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