“I am not a serving-woman. I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death. But I do fear to stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire.”
i will not turn my face
away from the sun
just because it is burning
Éowyn fighting the Uruk-hai in the Glittering Caves [x]
War is the province of men, Éowyn ; requested by anon
Then suddenly he beheld his sister Éowyn as she lay, and he knew her. He stood 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 a cold fury rose in him, so that all speech failed him for a while.