Rohirrim

It is five years before. Dytha has not yet seen Rohan, the birthplace of her parents. It is time she returns. Her father takes her south from her refuge of Dale, where she's lived half her life, by the eastern bank of the Anduin. They make their way to Gondor and from there, to the Mark, but encounter trouble along the way...

I remembered well the stories that my mother once told me. One of them being really a fresh one. She told me about two young men of The House Herendar. That family was once one of the Thane families of Rohan. Head of their house, Linardir The Mad once held a huge city called Hytbold. It was a really good-flowing city as both traders and crafters found their heaven here. Same goes for the men from each part of Rohan. And they lived peacefully in there until the great battle of Hytbold before which Linardir's wife was moved to safety in Edoras.

Of the sagas and songs Freyga can call upon to warm a fellow’s ears, the youngest is her own. She sings it alone to herself, strumming her harp, eyes closed, rocking with the rhythm of her word-waves. It begins now, dreamed of but unwritten, recorded only by the mindful repetition of words that pop like pollen from a fresh bloom. It ends when she ends and will leave to others the tale of its telling.

 

I, hope-hearted,

Wandering, wayfarer,