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Series starts 11/15
|Game 1: Thursday, November 15th
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|Game 2: Wednesday, November 28th
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|Game 3: Tuesday, December 25th
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|Game 4: Wednesday, April 10th
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8:00 PM ET, April 10, 2013
TD Garden, Boston, MA
Top Performers
BKN: D. Williams 29 Pts, 4 Reb, 12 Ast, 1 Blk
Bos: P. Pierce 23 Pts, 3 Reb, 3 Ast
BOSTON -- Comfortable and in control, Deron Williams was more than the Boston Celtics could handle.
Williams had 29 points and 12 assists to lead the Brooklyn Nets to a 101-93 victory over the Celtics on Wednesday night.
"Very comfortable," Williams said when asked how he was feeling on the floor. "I was able to attack the rim a lot and get to the free throw line 10 times. That helps build confidence, getting to the free throw line and knocking them down."
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Brook Lopez scored 21 points and Joe Johnson added 20 for Brooklyn, which won for the 12th time in 18 games overall and beat the Celtics for the third time in four meetings this season.
Williams went 10 for 10 from the free throw line.
"I think we had good space and gave him room to operate," teammate Jerry Stackhouse said. "Whenever two (people were covering) the ball, he makes the right play. I think once he mixes it up, it's like pick your poison. A lot of times they allowed him to play 1-on-1 and he took advantage of it."
With the victory, the Nets moved closer to wrapping up fourth place in the Eastern Conference and clinching home-court advantage in the first round. Brooklyn owns a 3 ½-game edge over idle Chicago with four games left to play in the regular season.
And if Williams continues to play like he did on Wednesday, the Nets will be very tough in the playoffs.
"We say it every game, he's playing like one of, if not, the elite point guards in the league," interim coach P.J. Carlesimo said.
Paul Pierce led Boston with 23 points, Jeff Green added 11 and Kevin Garnett had 11 points and eight rebounds in his second game back after missing the previous eight with an inflamed left ankle.
Boston coach Doc Rivers clearly saw a Nets team that was aggressive offensively, especially when his best defending guard, Avery Bradley, got in foul trouble.
"It's no coincidence that when Avery went off the floor, Deron Williams got ultra-aggressive," Rivers said. "I give Deron a lot of credit; when Avery picked up that first foul he attacked him."
The Celtics, who have dropped four of six, remained three games ahead of Milwaukee for the East's seventh playoff spot, but fell 2 ½ games behind sixth-place Atlanta, which beat Philadelphia 124-101.
"I think we're focusing too much on the playoffs, and that's not here yet," Garnett said. "I think we need to focus and lock in on these games that we have left and put the energy and effort behind that."
Pierce felt the Nets were the more eager team.
"They came in with a better sense of urgency like the playoffs are around the corner, and we sort of eased into it," he said.
Garnett got a technical in the second quarter and tangled up Kris Humphries for a jump ball that had the Celtics' star rolling over the Nets' forward midway into the fourth.
Earlier this season, Rajon Rondo and Humphries were ejected for scuffling under a basket and into the first row of seats after the Nets' big man knocked Garnett to the floor with a hard foul.
The Nets pushed a 10-point halftime lead to 60-45 on Stackhouse's jumper from the right baseline before Boston started to get some production offensively -- mainly from Pierce. After missing six of their initial seven shots in the second half, the Celtics relied on Pierce driving to the basket, where he converted a three-point play and was fouled, hitting five free throws that cut it to 70-62. He had 13 points in the quarter.
But Johnson followed with a 3 from the top, triggering a 7-2 spurt that helped the Nets to a 79-69 lead after three quarters.
The Celtics just had no answer for the penetrating, game-controlling Williams, who made key passes and continually found his way to the basket.
Boston sliced its deficit to nine three times in the opening 6 minutes of the final quarter, but after the last one Williams had a pair of baskets during a game-sealing 8-0 run that had many in the crowd heading for the exits.
Brooklyn hit six from beyond the 3-point line and shot 51.4 percent (19 of 27) in the opening half.
In the opening half, the Nets used a 15-4 run over a five-minute stretch late in the first quarter en route to a 22-21 edge after one. Johnson started the spree by nailing a fadeaway and following Brandon Bass' basket with a 3 from the wing. Boston missed six straight shots during Brooklyn's run.
Then they went on a 18-4 spurt late in the second, turning a two-point deficit into a 12-point lead before Pierce's driving basket in the closing seconds cut it to 53-43 at halftime. Williams had 11 in the quarter, 5 coming in the run.
Game notes
The teams hadn't played since Boston beat the Nets by 17 in Brooklyn on Christmas Day. "It's different," said Carlesimo, who took over two days after that game when Avery Johnson was fired. "They don't have Rondo and KG (Kevin Garnett) is just coming back." ... Garnett passed Hall of Famer John Stockton for sixth on the NBA's career list in minutes played. ... Pierce and Jason Terry both played their 1,100th career game and Brooklyn's Johnson played his 900th. ... It was the first of three straight on the road for the Nets. They play Indiana on Friday and Toronto Sunday before returning home for their final two games of the regular season. ... The Celtics are off until a matchup in Miami against the Heat on Friday. They play at Orlando on Saturday on Saturday night.
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MVP: Deron Williams used a lethal mix of bullet passes and sweeping crossovers to rack up 27 points and 12 assists. He befuddled any Celtic who dared to defend him.
LVP: Avery Bradley. The Celtics defensive ace was completely handcuffed by foul trouble (five). So much so that he managed to stay on the court for only 12 minutes.
That was ... illuminating: The Nets made the necessary in-game adjustments to win convincingly. It's evident one team is ready to take the postseason head on and the other is still trying to figure itself out.
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Brian's Peanut Brittle
My friend Brian is the sweetest guy on earth. I "met" Brian a couple of years ago via Twitter and finally we met in person this October when his family came to visit. He is my biggest fan and supporter and he is always there for me whenever I need to chat or vent.
Last December, Brian sent me a care package—a ziploc bag full of peanut brittle. At the first bite, I was immediately hooked. It was the BEST peanut brittle ever! This is not an over statement because I am not much a sweet tooth and I actually don't like sweet stuff, but it was so good that I couldn't stop munching away. This year, I waited anxiously for the holiday season, and without fail, my care package of peanut brittle arrived again and it was gone in no time…and I realized that I have to get Brian to share the recipe.
Brian's recipe came from his mom. They are crunchy, sweet, aromatic, with loads of peanuts and sinfully decadent and addictive. Thanks to Brian for sharing his peanut brittle recipe, and now more people can enjoy this wonderful sweet treat. If you are on Twitter, please follow Brian at @blew1.
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This looks good. I love peanut brittle for the holidays.
What is karo syrup and where can I get them? Also spanish peanuts? Can I use regular peanuts?
HI Vicky,
Karo syrup is a light corn syrup you can buy here at any supermarket. It is not High Fructose corn syrup. If you cannot get the Karo brand any light corn syrup will do. I like to use the Spanish peanuts because they have still the red skin(husk) still on. A regular peanut can be substitute but the skin does make a difference.Just make sure they are raw.
wow, this does look good. I believe this would be most suitable for CNY too… contemplating now.
my mouth is watering
Thanks for the receipe!!!!!
Delicious! I'm not really a big fan of peanuts but I wanna try these!!!!
can show us how to do it without using the candy thermometer?
what is white karo syrup? what can we use to substitute it?
This looks gorgeous and I'd love to make it but we don't seem to get corn syrup in the UK.
It would be useful to know the approximate dimensions of the sheet pan that should be used.
"I'd love to make it but we don't seem to get corn syrup in the UK."
For light corn syrup in the UK use Golden syrup.
For dark corn syrup use Treacle.
Brian's peanut brittle looks tempting but baking is not my forte so I'll just drool over your photo Bee.
"Brian's peanut brittle looks tempting but baking is not my forte…"
There's no baking involved…just measuring, boiling and stirring.
Rasa or Brian…when should the baking soda and salt be added? Looks like an easy and great candy for the holidays! Thanks for sharing Brian!
Yes you should use the golden syrup!.
The sheet pan I used was this one.
Any standard size is good.. 12×16 13×18.. It can't be too small or you will need a second pan. It should be greased up with butter real well.
hope that helps.
"Any standard size is good.. 12×16 13×18.. It can't be too small or you will need a second pan. "
Thanks for the info Brian.
If you use too small of a pan, the brittle will set too thick and you might break your teeth. :)
Eleanor, if I make more after New Years then I will send you some :)
Thanks for sharing. Sure like to try but i do not have the thermometer. No need to bake the raw spanish peanuts or any of the nuts first?? so i can use golden syrup instead of karo syrup?
I've tried peanut brittle just once before – shared by about 5 of us. I remembered that I cleared the plate in the end :)
It wasn't too sweet but yet addictive.
This recipe looks great too…might just give it a try. Thanks for sharing!
Yummmy! I love Peanut Brittle! Thanks Bee and Bryan! :D
My hubby's favorite to have during the holidays… I wonder if I could substitute with pecans?
I love peanut brittle too…haven't had some in a long time though.
Wow! This was so good!!!! My only experience with peanut brittle is having it once from See's candy. This recipe blows See's out of the water! Thanks for sharing!!


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Stomach cancer is a disease in which cancer cells grow in the stomach. Stomach cancer can develop in any part of the stomach and spread to other organs through ...
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Stomach cancer is a disease in which cancer cells grow in the stomach. Stomach cancer can develop in any part of the stomach and spread to other organs through tumor growth, the bloodstream, or the lymphatic system.
There are five layers of tissue in the stomach. The innermost layer is called the mucosa and is where approximately 90% to 95% of stomach cancer begins. This type of tumor is called an adenocarcinoma.
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The exact cause of stomach cancer is not known. There are, however, several well-known risk factors that contribute to the development of stomach cancer.
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- Helicobacter pylori infection
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HTC Trademark Filings Which Could Prove to be Android-Related
Just as we finished up our post on Samsung trademarks which may (or may not) ultimately be Android-related, we came across a few HTC trademarks as well. Pocketnow has compiled a few names of their own to which we added a few more. Some of these could end up as Windows Phone handsets while ...Read More


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Were you looking for the CRP test, used to evaluate general inflammation?
At a Glance
Why Get Tested?
To assess your risk of developing cardiovascular disease
When to Get Tested?
No current consensus exists on when to get tested; hs-CRP is most often ordered in conjunction with other tests that are performed to assess risk of heart disease, such as a lipid profile (cholesterol, triglycerides, HDL-C, LDL-C).
Sample Required?
A blood sample drawn from a vein in your arm
Test Preparation Needed?
You may be instructed to fast for 9-12 hours before the blood sample is taken if a lipid profile also is going to be done at the same time.
The Test Sample
What is being tested?
C-reactive protein (CRP) is a protein produced by the liver and released into the bloodstream. The level of CRP in the blood increases with inflammation and infection as well as following a myocardial infarction (MI, heart attack), surgery, and trauma. Thus, it is one of several proteins that are often referred to as acute phase reactants. The high-sensitivity test measures small amounts of CRP in the blood in order to help evaluate a person's risk of developing cardiovascular disease (CVD).
There are two different tests that measure CRP: the standard CRP test and the high-sensitivity CRP (hs-CRP) test. Each measures different ranges of CRP levels in the blood for different purposes. The standard test measures markedly high levels of the protein to detect diseases causing significant inflammation. The hs-CRP test can more accurately detect lower concentrations of the protein than the standard CRP test and is used to evaluate individuals for risk of CVD.
It is now believed that a persistent low level of inflammation plays a major role in atherosclerosis, the narrowing of blood vessels due to build-up of cholesterol and other lipids, which is often associated with CVD. CVD causes more deaths in the U.S. each year than any other cause, according to the American Heart Association. A number of risk factors have been linked to the development of CVD, but a significant number of people who have few or no identified risk factors will also develop CVD. This fact has lead researchers to look for additional risk factors that might be either causing CVD or that could be used to determine lifestyle changes and/or treatments that could reduce a person's risk of CVD.
High-sensitivity CRP is one of a growing number of cardiac risk markers that are used to help determine a person's risk of developing CVD. Studies have shown that measuring CRP with a highly sensitive assay can identify the risk level for CVD in apparently healthy people. This more sensitive test can measure CRP concentrations that are within the higher end of the normal range. These normal but relatively high levels of CRP in otherwise healthy individuals can predict the future risk of a heart attack, stroke, sudden cardiac death, and peripheral arterial disease, even when cholesterol levels are within an acceptable range.
How is the sample collected for testing?
A blood sample is drawn by needle from a vein in the arm.
NOTE: If undergoing medical tests makes you or someone you care for anxious, embarrassed, or even difficult to manage, you might consider reading one or more of the following articles: Coping with Test Pain, Discomfort, and Anxiety, Tips on Blood Testing, Tips to Help Children through Their Medical Tests, and Tips to Help the Elderly through Their Medical Tests.
Another article, Follow That Sample, provides a glimpse at the collection and processing of a blood sample and throat culture.
Is any test preparation needed to ensure the quality of the sample?
No test preparation is needed; however, you may be instructed to fast for 9-12 hours before the blood sample is taken if a lipid profile (including triglycerides) is to be done at the same time. In addition, you should be healthy at the time of the sample collection, without any recent illnesses, infections, inflammation, or other tissue injuries.
The Test
Common Questions
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Article Sources
NOTE: This article is based on research that utilizes the sources cited here as well as the collective experience of the Lab Tests Online Editorial Review Board. This article is periodically reviewed by the Editorial Board and may be updated as a result of the review. Any new sources cited will be added to the list and distinguished from the original sources used.
Sources Used in Current Review
Pagana, K. D. & Pagana, T. J. (© 2011). Mosby's Diagnostic and Laboratory Test Reference 10th Edition: Mosby, Inc., Saint Louis, MO. Pp 319-321.
(© 1995-2012). Test ID: HSCRP C-Reactive Protein, High Sensitivity, Serum. Mayo Clinic Mayo Medical Laboratories [On-line information]. Available online at http://www.mayomedicallaboratories.com/test-catalog/Overview/82047 through http://www.mayomedicallaboratories.com. Accessed May 2012.
Devaraj, S. and Lin, J. (Updated 2012 February 24). High-Sensitivity C-Reactive Protein. Medscape Reference [On-line information]. Available online at http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/2094831-overview#showall through http://emedicine.medscape.com. Accessed May 2012.
Delgado, J. et. al. (Updated 2011 April). Cardiovascular Disease (Non-traditional Risk Markers) - Risk Markers - CVD (Non-traditional). ARUP Consult [On-line information]. Available online at http://www.arupconsult.com/Topics/CVDRiskMarkerNontrad.html?client_ID=LTD through http://www.arupconsult.com. Accessed May 2012.
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Clarke, W., Editor (© 2011). Contemporary Practice in Clinical Chemistry 2nd Edition: AACC Press, Washington, DC. Pg 239.
Greenland P, et al. 2010 ACCF/AHA Guideline for Assessment of Cardiovascular Risk in Asymptomatic Adults: Executive Summary, A Report of the American College of Cardiology Foundation/American Heart Association Task Force on Practice Guidelines. Available online at http://circ.ahajournals.org/content/122/25/2748.full#sec-20 through http://circ.ahajournals.org. Accessed May 2012.
Sources Used in Previous Reviews
American College of Cardiology clinical trials pages. Available online at http://www.acc.org/education/online/trials/acc2001/prince.htm through http://www.acc.org.
Santa Fe Colloquium on Preventive Cardiovascular Therapy. Available online at http://www.acc.org/education/online/sante%5Ffe/ridker.htm through http://www.acc.org.
Ridker PM, Stampfer MJ, Rifai N. Novel risk factors for atherosclerosis: a comparison of C-reactive protein, fibrinogen, homocysteine, lipoprotein(a), and standard cholesterol screening as predictors of peripheral arterial disease. JAMA 2001; 285:2481-2485. (May 16, 2001).
Ridker PM, Hennekens CH, Buring JE, and Rifai N. C-reactive protein and other markers of inflammation in the prediction of cardiovascular disease in women. NEJM 2000; 342:836-843. (March 23, 2000).
ARUP Lab fact sheet. Available online at http://www.aruplab.com/guides/clt through http://www.aruplab.com.
American Heart Association Journal Report 01/28/2003. AHA/CDC panel issues recommendations on CRP testing. Available online at http://www.americanheart.org/presenter.jhtml?identifier=3007984 through http://www.americanheart.org.
MedlinePlus Medical Encyclopedia. C-reactive protein. Available online at http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/003356.htm. Accessed December 2008.
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34. Appendix: From the Red Book of Westmarch
In the days of Argeleb son of Malvegil, since no descendants of Isildur remained in the other kingdoms, the kings of Arthedain again claimed the lordship of all Arnor. The claim was resisted by Rhudaur. There the Dúnedain were few, and power had been seized by an evil lord of the Hillmen, who was in secret league with Angmar. Argeleb therefore fortified the Weather Hills; but he was slain in battle with Rhudaur and Angmar.
In later years it was revealed that the evil lord of the Hillmen was none other than the sorcerer of Rhudaur, who had possessed the body of a chief of the Hillmen. He was a sorcerer of great power, the chief servant of the Witch-King, and led the forces of the enemy in the assault on the Weather Hills when Argeleb was slain.
When Angmar was at last vanquished by the forces of Gondor and all who remained in the North of the Dúnedain and the Elves of the Grey Havens and Imladris, the sorcerer too vanished from the North. But while it was known that he was not a Ringwraith, the Wise did not know of what kind he truly was, and believed, wrongly as they came to see, that the sorcerer had perished in the body of the Hillmen's lord. But this proved not to be so, and when Sauron rose again, and Mount Doom burst into flame, he sent the sorcerer from Dol Guldur, where he had hidden in the intervening years, back to the North. For the death of Smaug, as Mithrandir had foreseen, was a terrible blow to Sauron's plans, and he sought to regain a base from which to assault Imladris and to continue his search for the Heir of Isildur, if any remained upon the earth.
In this the sorcerer was in part successful. Through evil magic he lured the chieftains Arador and Arathorn II to their deaths, and would have brought about the death of Aragorn II as well, if Elrond had not protected him in Imladris. But the Rangers were aware when the sorcerer returned, and they rode against him in company with the sons of Elrond and Lord Glorfindel. With the aid of Gandalf the Grey his lair was cleansed of all Orcs and evil Men.
Then it was revealed that the sorcerer was none other than Moredhel, the cruel servant of Celegorm who had left the sons of Dior to starve in the woods. This Elf was already far down the road to evil when he met his death at the hands of Maedhros son of Fëanor. For Maedhros sought to find the boys, but when he could not, he took his revenge upon Moredhel. Thus he lost his Elven body and became a lost spirit, refusing the call of Mandos. As the Wise later came to know, he took over the body of another, forcing out the rightful spirit into death. It is not known how many bodies he inhabited over the Ages. But at last he took refuge in the body of a wolf, and for many years the Ettenmoors were ravaged by these beasts. The danger was not ended until the days of Elessar.
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16. Dram of Evil
"Dysig, Éowyn. Thu fultumist nic thínum brothore."
"Bysmere mé nic, runwita!"
"Freche giedde, mín lytling!" Gríma chuckled as they emerged into the south-east hall once more. Incomprehensible as the speech of the Dwarves was that latest exchange to Legolas, but as they had ascended and the barbs had grown more caustic, he had felt his wrath well up in response. The patronizing, sneering tone of that last comment evoked outrage in the elven prince: an outrage exacerbated by the humiliated fury that Éowyn's posture radiated.
But there was also a touch of fear that showed in the slight hunching of her shoulders, as if she recoiled from the councilor's breath on the nape of her neck. Her face white as marble and as hard, she came to a sudden halt and whirled to face her tormentor, who followed her so closely that they stood now nose to nose. Or they would, were he taller or Éowyn shorter, the Elf thought. But though Éowyn might look down in all senses of the word upon her uncle's councilor, she stood clearly at a disadvantage in this encounter, even without the presence of the guards. Still, child of warriors, she refused to surrender without a fight.
"Ic gelonge éow nic! Nic nu and nic æfre, ful nædre!" Wormtongue raised a hand, and Éowyn seemed to steel herself. The councilor's mouth opened and some cutting retort hung clearly on the tip of his tongue, but no sound passed his lips. Indeed, it was not only his tongue that was arrested, and he wrenched his gaze from Éowyn to stare at Legolas. Or rather, to stare at the hand that gripped his wrist firmly and held it suspended there, a bare few inches from Éowyn's face. For the Elf, watching, had waited until he was certain of the other's intent ere he moved, quick as a cat, to intercept the blow ere even the guards could blink. Even now, they stood still, shocked, seeming uncertain whether they ought to intervene. Dragging his eyes up to the Legolas' face, the councilor's lips twisted in a grimace of rage, and the Prince of Mirkwood bared just the tips of his teeth in a gesture that the charitable might have called a smile.
"Forgive me, councilor, for I am a stranger to this land and know naught of your ways. But some customs stand regardless of place, and no one strikes a woman in my presence." Elf and Man stared at each other, and though Gríma quickly looked down, the air throbbed with his wrath, and Legolas felt the hair on the nape of his neck rise in response as his vision seemed to cloud with shade…
"Enough!" Éowyn intervened, laying a hand on the Elf's wrist and batting irritably at Gríma's raised arm. The two fell back a bit, rather startled by her resurgence, and Legolas released his grip. Éowyn stood now between them, shooting a warning look at the Elf ere she turned her attention once more to Wormtongue. "You would speak to us, councilor, so be swift and do so in a tongue that our guest is able to understand."
Into the poisonous silence that had fallen, Wormtongue drew a breath as if to calm himself, and said in a low voice, "I am to bring Legolas before the king. As for you, Éowyn, I would speak with you later. For the moment, you are dismissed to your chambers, for the day has been long and you have been so very… diligent… in the carrying out of your duties." At which Éowyn stiffened, but after a few fulminating moments, she nodded.
"Good evening to you, my lord Legolas. I shall see you on the morrow," she said with deliberate emphasis on the pronoun, excluding Gríma from her consideration. She made him a curtsey, which Legolas acknowledged with a slight bow, and then Éomund's daughter whirled and stalked tensely away into the dim-lit halls.
"As for you, Prince of Mirkwood, follow me, for you are wanted," Gríma ordered, drawing Legolas's attention from the retreating figure of Éowyn. The Elf stared impassively at the other, attempting to gauge the danger into which he had been invited to walk. There was an aura of secret and malicious pleasure about the other, and the elven prince wondered at that. What has he persuaded King Théoden to say or do? For surely he would not bring me before the king for any good reason: he will have prepared the way, of that I am certain! Nevertheless, he could not see a way of avoiding the interview, for it would hardly be wise to refuse such a command. I must be cautious: if the Shadow should overwhelm me, I would be an easy mark even for one unarmed.
With such considerations firmly in mind, he replied coolly, "Lead on then, Lord Wormtongue!" Smiling to himself as the councilor hissed slightly at the name, the Elf trailed in the other's wake. They walked now north along a side passage that seemed to run parallel to the great hall and throne room. Where the king's quarters lay, the Elf knew not, but he would remember the way they took. Meduseld might have many corridors and hidden spaces, but he had hunted on paths that no Man could possibly follow nor dream of finding again. Up a spiraling, torch-lit staircase they went, and though he hardened his heart against them, Legolas felt the tendrils of darkness reaching out to touch him once more. Is it only I who feels it? Who smells it? Can it be that Men are insensible to this stench of decay, of evil festering in their midst? he wondered, narrowing his eyes as he stared daggers at Gríma's back.
If anyone could smell the reek of this spiritual rot, he doubted not that the councilor could, and more, that the wretch savored it. It was an unsettling thought, and as he walked, Legolas held close memories of the sun upon the trees of his homeland; of the freedom of branching pathways; of Aragorn's voice as he spoke Sindarin, imbuing an immortal tongue with a mortal tone and timbre all its own; and last but not least in his thoughts, that particular gleam in Gimli's eyes that meant an elven prince was about to learn the measure of wit. And whatever it may be that Gríma Wormtongue would show me, best that he not stand too close, else he shall learn the measure of an Elf's wrath! So he vowed, and hoped it was no hollow promise.
At length, they came to an upper hallway, laid with a thick carpet so that sound seemed to fall dead in that space. At the end of the hall there was a door, and through it Gríma led him. Legolas entered slowly, disliking the feeling that he walked now into a tomb. Or a trap! The antechamber, however, held nothing unexpected, unless it was the feeling of disuse and mustiness that pricked at the Elf's instinct for trouble. "I thought you said that you would take me to the king!" Legolas said suspiciously.
"And I would. This way, Master Elf," Gríma replied, in a tone that suggested he spoke to an impatient child. If he intended to insult the other, however, then for once he missed his mark, for Legolas found the very idea so utterly absurd that he nearly laughed aloud in spite of the chill that ran through him. Through a second set of doors they went, and as Legolas stepped over the threshold, Gríma moved sideways, allowing the Elf an unimpeded view of the chamber. It also put his back to a wall, and Legolas, well-versed in the intricate dance of battle, moved easily and automatically to the other side, putting space between them.
Not that I believe that this stooped creature could best me in an open fight, even injured as I am, but I must not be careless! He let his eyes wander the room, noting the deep green hangings and the rather closed and stuffy feel of the place… and then he saw the bed. Almost immediately, he cursed, moving forward for a closer look.
"King Théoden?" he murmured, frowning at the supine form. Is he dead? Nay, he breathes… but there is something wrong… Valar help me, there is something dreadfully wrong! To his eyes, the king seemed more than ancient: he seemed utterly leeched of any strength, veiled in a shroud of darkness that seemed spun of the cobwebs of Mirkwood. Turning sharply on Gríma, Legolas demanded, "What have you done?"
"His health fails, and we who have a care for Mark's future must see to it that the king sleeps undisturbed," Gríma said from his place by the door, and Legolas felt every muscle tense at the implications. "Think you that I do not see your purpose, Master Elf? You think to rekindle the guttering torch, you and Éowyn."
"Do not you speak her name to me!" Legolas snapped, turning back now to stare at the king's lined face. "I will not hear you sully it!"
"As you wish," Gríma replied, seeming quite unconcerned. "'Tis a futile project, Prince of Mirkwood, and you must be made to understand that. Are you so arrogant as to think that you could rouse this carcass to action? Look at him! What is this king but worm's food? He dies, Legolas, and that is the only gift he can possibly give us! Riddermark's strength failed long ago—indeed, it bound itself to death ere ever there was a Riddermark! By choosing Gondor and the west, it has marked itself for condemned, for the west fades. Even as do the Elves!" Legolas hissed softly, shooting a quick, venomous glance over his shoulder ere he sank to one knee to stare at eye level at Théoden. "We do but play at greatness, and ignore the truth: that there are other powers poised to fall upon us, and before them there can be no resistance, for truly they are great."
"Saruman is a puppet of Mordor, and Mordor naught but a ruined land. You are a fool, Wormtongue!" Legolas replied, lifting a hand to hesitantly touch the king's temples. The pulse seemed faint, but steady, and the elf pursed his lips thoughtfully, feeling that beat thrum softly through his blood. Is it possible… ?
"And yet the East shall triumph in the end, and with it I shall rise! Too long have I served and been overlooked! Too long have a few brash children played at politics and blithely ignored the reality that lies beyond these green fields: Mordor rebuilt, more powerful than before, and its enemies reduced to naught but husks of their former selves. Gondor is weak, Eriador is nothing, the Dwarves teeter on the brink of collapse with each threat. And the Elves? What have your kind done to aid us in a thousand years and more? Naught! You sit in your woodlands and sing pretty words, like birds in a cage of their own crafting! And when the pinch comes, you flee to the seas to drown your sorrows! You–what do you?" The tirade ended abruptly in a sharp, suspicious question.
For Legolas had listened with but half an ear, continuing his gentle exploration of the aged face that lay so still before him. His hands laid now over the king's ears with his thumbs pressed gently over the closed eyelids, the Elf leaned close, ignoring both the ache in his shoulder as the cramped position strained the muscle and the risk to himself. And while Gríma had waxed eloquent, he had begun to sing very softly, seeming to blow his tune into the king's mouth. Every creature has its song was an elvish maxim, and though a mortal might take that for a figure of speech, it was meant quite literally. For we have each of us our own rhythm, set first by the heart that beats in us, and the melody of our thoughts comes of the harmony of body and soul, of cuiniant among the Elves.
Among Men, that harmony was harder for an Elf to discern, though the song was always there. Always there… always… He knew a goodly part of Aragorn's, and he was learning the infinitely complex melody that was Gimli; even Frodo's song was not wholly unknown to the Elf, though he would have needed far more time to begin to learn it in its fullness. Always there… always there… Legolas felt himself falling into Théoden's rhythm, broken though it was, and the line of his song faltered slightly ere it adapted, like an instrument that had found its tuning note. Child of wide fields and a sky even broader than the land… now shut away… shut away like Éomer… like a wing-clipped falcon in a cage… like me… It seemed to the prince a strange thing that his own wounding, which had cut so inexplicably deep and threatened him with utter dissolution, should aid him, but confronted with Théoden's pathetic state he felt now the tug of kindred suffering. Indeed, he had felt it with that first touch. I know this song…! If I can grasp it… ah Théoden, I know you…!
Something stang sharply against the side of his neck, and Legolas gasped, snarling up at Wormtongue, who replaced a needle in a vial and then slipped the vial into the folds of his robe. The drug stole through his system with marvelous swiftness, and the Elf wobbled where he crouched. It does not matter, if only I can learn this… I begged Aragorn once to teach me of his people. I would learn of mortals, I said to him. Have I learned enough? Not long ago in Lothlórien I misjudged even Aragorn… do I dare to think I might learn this one Man's song so well in a moment? The world was growing grey, but Legolas clung to the song he hummed now, even as he felt himself collapsing towards the king. Théoden king… remember…! Please remember…!
"How long do you think this'll go on?"
"How should I know? What do I know of Ents, after all?" Merry sighed softly, stretching his arms as the two of them walked, describing a circular path all about the clearing where the Entmoot went on. And on… and on… For two days now, and they don't show any sign of stopping! Merry thought. Though on second thought, the hobbit decided that he wouldn't know a 'farewell' from an elvish symphony in this case. The ponderously slow music of Entish speech, with its myriad intonations and drawn out syllables rose and fell in a rather mesmerizing manner, never stopping even during the night. The hobbits had spent the first night tossing and turning, unable to sleep until at last they had stuffed their cloaks in their ears and huddled up against each other for warmth.
Do they ever get thirsty, I wonder? Merry thought. I would, singing like that all day long! But so far as he could tell, no one had gone off to the nearby stream for a drink, unless Ents could sprout roots like trees and suck the water from the soil itself. And since everyone seemed to have forgotten about them, he and Pippin spent their time wandering about (though they never went too far from their established route) and talking quietly; or else they would sit for a time in silence. But whereas they might once have amused themselves with verbal sparring or games, neither felt the slightest inclination towards jest. There was something about the Ent-song that stilled the impulse towards humor, and though beautiful to hear, neither hobbit was insensitive to the wrath contained within that music.
"Do you think we'll see the others again?" Pippin asked suddenly, and Merry blinked, then cast a sidelong look at his companion. The other's expression was worried, yet also longing, as if the young Took wearied of lonely independence.
"I don't know, Pip," Merry replied, wishing that he had more answers for it seemed he had been saying that rather a lot of late. "I just hope they're all right."
"Me, too. At least Sam and Frodo had a chance to get away clean," Pippin replied, and heaved a sigh of his own. "And the others should be well enough. I mean, they weren't slain when we… left."
"Right." And that was the end of that conversation. Why this silence between us? Merry wondered. Surely that isn't right between hobbits! And yet all their conversations tended to fall into awkward pauses, ending in uncomfortable stretches of wordless speculation. Just then, a rustling and swishing–as of wind through a tree's branches–sounded behind them, and as the hobbits turned round, they saw Bregalad standing there behind them. The young–relatively speaking–Ent, having reached his decision ere moonrise of the first day, would periodically come to talk to them, and the hobbits had come to enjoy his company.
"Hmmm… A good day to you, young ones!" the Ent said, swaying like a tree in a strong wind, which the hobbits had decided must be the equivalent of a bow. "I trust you are not yet weary?"
"Not weary, really," Pippin answered, "But restless, if you understand me. It is hard to wait and wonder and not even know where the debate stands."
"Oh, I should not worry about that," Bregalad said with confidence. "It goes well, though I think it may be a few more days before we move on."
"On to what?"
"Not what! Although in truth, were this Entmoot to follow the usual course, we would move on to another matter. But this is an exceptional time, you know, and so when we move on, it shall be to a place–to Isengard–rather than to another conversation," the Ent said.
"Isengard… what of Saruman?" Merry asked, apprehensively. Not that he thought Saruman didn't deserve a clutch of angry Ents, but he was a wizard, after all.
"What of him? Ents are older than he, Master-Meriadoc-Brandybuck-of-the-Shire-of-the-Hobbits," Bregalad said, eliciting a smile from both hobbits. Most of the Ents had accepted that they were sadly lacking in properly descriptive names, and Bregalad had done so more readily than most. Given the origin of his name, Merry supposed this was only to be expected. But he more than others tended to call the hobbits by their full "Entish" names, and the idiosyncrasy amused both Merry and Pippin. "Know, o hobbits, that a wizard may be a fell enemy, but even a wizard needs many years to destroy a forest's strength, and the Ents have that in full measure. Saruman shall give us no trouble in himself. I hope only that his orcs are there when we come to Orthanc!"
"Well, forgive me if I say I'd rather they weren't!" Pippin replied with a shudder. "I have had enough of them to last me a life-time. Or even three life-times!"
"Or even an elvish life-time," Merry added for good measure and got a solid nod of agreement out of his cousin.
"I do not blame you for that, and I have had more than enough of them for an Entish life, which is long indeed. But for the trees that they have destroyed…" A shiver ran through Bregalad, shaking his leafy hair as if a cold breeze had blown. "My dear rowans, all of them lying felled and dead, their voices lost forever… ! For that, they must pay the price! And for the bruises on your delicate hides as well they must be made to answer, and shall if ever we find them."
"But there must surely be many orcs in Isengard. Orcs and evil Men, if I remember Gandalf's tale aright," Pippin mused, and turned questioning eyes up to the Ent. "Would not the Ents be terribly outnumbered? How would you fight so many?"
A most astonishing and delightful flurry of trumpet-like noises answered these questions, and the hobbits darted startled looks at each other, for it took them a moment to realize that this unexpected sound was an outburst of laughter. When, after several minutes, the Ent managed to contain himself, Bregalad bent downward and scooped them up in his long arms, raising them to eye level so that he could look straight at them, and he smiled enigmatically. "Ah, how indeed! You shall see, my hobbits. Very soon indeed you shall see!"***
Éomer turned away from the bars and his bleak contemplation of the opposite wall at the sound of movement behind him. Legolas lay with the marshal's cloak folded beneath his head as a pillow, twitching slightly as if in response to a dream, but otherwise he lay precisely as Éomer had placed him some few hours ago. How long ago precisely it had been since the guards had dumped the Elf's motionless body into the cell with him, he knew not. Long enough, perhaps, for whatever drug is in him to begin to dissipate, it seems. A cursory examination of the Prince of Mirkwood had revealed naught unexpected save for the puncture wound to his neck. It had bled little, being but a slight scratch, yet if it had felled an Elf, then clearly it was a potent potion he had been given. Éomer had raised the other in his arms, marveling at how light the elf seemed, and done what he could to make him comfortable in the rude surroundings. At least his shoulder seems intact. But when shall he wake? For a time, he had waited impatiently, thinking that the occasional motions might indicate the Elf was near to waking. But though he had called him a few times, naught had occurred, and at length, Legolas had lain quite still save for his breathing.
Now though, he has had time enough to recover, I should think. Perhaps he shall wake. And though he would be disappointed to learn otherwise, the diversion that these new spasms provided would at least break the monotony and give him something to do other than brood. At least for a few minutes, Éomer thought as he went and managed to perch sideways on the bench next to the Elf. Legolas's breathing grew quicker, and he seemed to flinch as the marshal gently shook him, hoping to elicit a response of some sort. "Legolas? Legolas, can you hear me?" he asked, pausing. The Elf hissed, and his expression twisted in a grimace. "Legolas!"
"Wormtongue!" the prince snarled as his eyes flew open. Éomer had no time to react as he was seized suddenly and the Elf, moving with incredible speed given the dead start, launched himself into the marshal.
Éomer yelped in surprise as the hard stone floor greeted his back and he winced as his head struck hard. The weight of the Elf–which seemed now far less light than it had before–landed on his chest, half-crushing the air out of him, and he choked as the prince rammed his knuckles into Éomer's throat with force just short of that needed collapse his windpipe. The pressure remained as the Elf pinned him there, and in spite of his breathless astonishment, the young man managed to gasp, "Le…'o'as!" At the same time, he grabbed at the Elf's wrist desperately, but Legolas would not be moved. The strength in that arm was the more surprising for how slender the Elf seemed, but that was not what roused Éomer's fear. The blank, unseeing look in the other's bright green eyes was terrifying, as if the Elf moved now in a dream, and knew not what he did. "…'golas!"
Despite the strangled sound of his voice, the prince blinked, shaking his head sharply as he drew a deep breath. After another agonizing moment, during which Éomer tried to keep his vision from tunneling, the Elf gazed down at him, staring, and at last recognition lit his face. "Éomer?"
"Uhn… !" He could not nod without hurting himself, and the desperate exhalation was all he could manage, but chagrin quickly spread over Legolas's fair face. Immediately, the hand on his throat jerked back, and Éomer gasped, gulping air like a landed fish as he reached up to clutch his throat automatically.
"What is this?" the Elf murmured confusedly, glancing about at his surroundings ere he turned back to his suffering companion.
"I … know not!" Éomer gasped, feeling at the new bruising below his adam's apple. Closing his eyes tightly, he concentrated only on breathing, on the simple act of pulling air into his starved lungs. "A good… strike…" the Third Marshal allowed at length, pushing up onto his elbows with a grimace for the headache that resulted from that movement. Gingerly, he felt at the lump forming on the back of his head and sighed. I suppose I was fortunate I sat alongside him, else, given the shallowness of the cell, I might have struck the bars at a bad angle! And given the strength and speed of Legolas' reaction, such an impact could easily have snapped his neck. Looking up at the Elf, he offered a slight smile to show no real harm had been done. "A very good strike!"
"I am sorry, my friend," Legolas said now, his face concerned. "I thought… my dreams have unsettled me of late. Such a thing should not be!"
"My own dreams are none too sunny, either," Éomer dismissed the apology as Legolas stood and reached down to help him to rise. The marshal clambered to his feet, and then watched as the Elf sank down onto the cell's wooden shelf, seeming rather unsteady.
"You do not understand," the prince murmured softly, and an edge of desperation entered his tone.
"He drugged you. I saw the mark," Éomer replied in what he hoped was a calming tone. He shrugged slightly. "You should not judge yourself so harshly!"
"Nay, Éomer, 'tis worse than it seems, for I am not the only one to fall to his needle!" Legolas said darkly, and glanced at his new cellmate. "Wormtongue drugs Théoden at night, and I know not what he uses. That may explain some of the king's pliancy, but there is more–"
"Wait! You saw this?" Éomer asked, interrupting in his astonishment. "How did this come to pass? Surely you did nothing so foolish as to follow Wormtongue…"
"Gríma said he would bring me to the king, and so he did. But it was no summons of Théoden's, but the councilor's invention, as I now perceive. He had but one purpose: to convince me that Éorl's House is laid low at last, and shall not rise again to trouble those who would take its place! And to prove that an Elf has little hope against him!"
"Many have tried to break Wormtongue's hold, Legolas, and none have succeeded. Do not let it trouble you so much that even your dreams are not free of that serpent!" Éomer replied, though he grimaced as he spoke. So, the good councilor drips poison in his lord's veins, does he? It does not surprise me, yet I wonder that I never thought of that before. Béma, but men can be blind! With a disgusted shake of his head, and a wince for the pain that that hasty movement elicited, the marshal sank down onto the bench beside his companion. "I should not have thought Wormtongue would be so rash. It needs little wit as it is to recognize his hand in all of this. That he should tell you so much bodes ill indeed."
"Éomer, hear me. Your peril… our peril… is greater than you think," Legolas said urgently, and the Third Marshal raised a brow in skeptical question. The Elf's green eyes captured his, and for an unnerving instant, Éomer felt as though Legolas sought to turn him inside out, so deeply did that gaze pierce and probe, seeking he knew not what. Just ere Éomer would have looked away, though, the other released him with a slight grimace of concern. "Hear me," he repeated, "I am not as you are, for I am not a Man. Since Boromir's death, I have struggled under a shadow that has troubled my heart incessantly, and wounded as I was, I thought that darkness my own. But as I have begun to heal, I have become aware that not all shadows are of my own casting: some come from another source that dwells here, in the heart of Rohan. Saruman's will it is, I doubt it not, but even a wizard may find it no small task to affect the court of Rohan so noticeably at a distance."
"Wormtongue is his agent, of that I am certain. Thus do the wizard's ill designs become reality in our land," Éomer replied, with a touch of impatient puzzlement, for in truth he was not certain that he knew whereof the Elf spoke, nor for what end he aimed.
"Gríma son of Gálmód is no mere spy, Third Marshal!" Legolas spoke urgently against his doubtful tone, and those green eyes caught his again. This time, the Elf did not let him go, and it was Éomer who, at length, looked away, feeling oddly disturbed by the other's evident concern. Legolas sighed softly, perhaps with disappointment, and then continued on in a low voice, "Creatures there are that serve the Dark Lord that are little more than his malice wrought in living form. They bear the mark of his hatred as a brand, for they are work of his foul hands. Gríma bears also the mark of his master… and his maker. Saruman has not Sauron's power, perhaps, and he has not made of Gríma anything other than a Man, but where Wormtongue stands, there lies a deeper darkness. Through him, the will of Saruman is felt strongly, for that will is in Gríma. Even as Sauron pours his will into his creatures, driving them to fulfill his commands, the councilor has been… filled… infused with Saruman's will and he gains thereby a portion of his master's strength and even his gifts. Working through his creature, eating away at what was once a free man, Saruman spreads his evil throughout Edoras to consume others."
What is Gríma then? The question arose in Éomer's mind, but he instantly dismissed it. For his purposes, it mattered not what he was, but what he did, and whether he could be stopped. Saruman's creature, filled with a wizard's power… That touched something, and for a while, the Third Marshal sought to recapture the memory and bring it to conscious recollection. Gríma son of Gálmód, who ever served without distinction. And suddenly he gained a voice… a voice and a tongue not to be challenged. I wonder! Could that be it? And why are some immune, while others bow before it? But such speculation in the end did not help him, and so he set it aside, fixing instead upon another of Legolas's comments. "'Consume,' you say. How?"
"As Men are ever corrupted and consumed: through their fears and their weaknesses. Sometimes even through strength suborned, turned inward against he who possesses it," Legolas added, and cast a significant look at him even as Éomer felt his stomach clench. Béma's blood, my sister! Éowyn was alone out there with this… creature… loose and unfettered by any. Elfhelm is gone, and I am imprisoned, and Théodred is… dead. That loss still cut hard, but now it was secondary as the fear that he realized he had suppressed ever since Legolas had been thrown in with him broke free at last with shattering clarity.
King of the Winds, he thought, she has stood for too long alone. By choice at first, but now… now she has no one, not even Legolas! I had not thought Wormtongue would be able to separate them so swiftly! What might she do? I fear to learn how Wormtongue's malice shall subvert that strength, as Legolas says. Blue eyes narrowed in grim contemplation as Éomer's mouth became a taut line of tight-lipped anger and fear, and his jaw was clenched.
Beside him, Legolas gazed worriedly at him, and he felt the other's eyes searching him. "There is naught we can do now," the Elf said at length. "And yet, however dark, there may be some hope left: Saruman's dominance is not so complete as the Dark Lord's, after all." Legolas seemed to chide him gently. "Gríma remains a mortal man, though one bent now and bound to his master. Destroy the master, and the councilor shall fall with him!"
"But how does one destroy a wizard? And what of Théoden?" Éomer demanded, only barely reining in his temper that was born of fear too terrible to show. "If he, too, is bound–"
"I know not that he is completely bound, nor do I think that it is the same sort of bondage. Gríma's service is willing, whereas Théoden still fights, or why else should Wormtongue continue to drug him? And in any case, is he not your kin? He has the strength in him–he must!–to break free. If he can be brought back to himself, made to remember himself, then perhaps it shall be enough. Alas, I have done what I can in spite of Wormtongue's intervention. What shall happen now, I cannot hazard a guess but our peril waxes with the hours. For Wormtongue, in folly or overconfidence, has revealed himself plainly to me, and so stands now in peril himself."
"Then doubtless he shall seek the earliest moment to be rid of us both," Éomer said grimly. "I know not why Wormtongue should put us together, but you may be certain that it is for no good reason. He thinks to use the two of us in his schemes, and I fear what part Éowyn may be given against her will!" He squeezed his eyes shut against despair. "Béma," he murmured, scarcely aware that he spoke aloud, "if I could have but one wish–"
"Say it not!" Legolas interjected sharply. "I hear it in your voice, and I urge you: be cautious! Do not abandon your duty to your passion, my lord."
"I shall not. But when the two are conjoined… well then!" Éomer replied in a low voice, and even he was surprised by the dark lust in his tone: a lust for vengeance, for it seemed to him that it was already too late, and that he could hope for little else.
"Gríma is not one man's affair, but a nation's," Legolas said, clearly warning him. "This matter touches you too closely."
"Any who fall under this shadow are too close to it!" Éomer sighed. Then, shooting a quick glance at the Elf out of the corners of his eyes, the marshal suggested, "Sleep, if you need it. I know you have had a hard journey, and it may be some while ere the drug leaves you entirely. I shall wake you should aught of import occur."
Legolas regarded the other for a long moment, and Éomer knew that the other was not deceived–that the Elf heard all too clearly the dark thoughts that lay behind his words. After a long pause, the prince said softly but firmly, "Éowyn went to her chambers and that was the last that I saw of her. Wormtongue let her go, Éomer! Take that for a comfort and hope for a change of the tides."
Éomer said naught to that, only cocked a pale brow at the Elf, and though he sensed Legolas's worried disappointment, there was also a resigned acceptance in the way that the other turned away with a sigh. Clearly, the prince knew intransigence when he saw it.
For his part, Legolas closed his eyes once more against the distraction of his surroundings, and he shrugged carefully, feeling the pull of healing muscles. I have done my best, and though it may not be enough, for the moment I can do no more, for Éomer or for any other. And I have need of rest… not sleep, but a time to order all that is within me against this threat, for if it goes ill–or worse, rather!–I would not meet death unprepared!***
Éowyn knelt in the middle of her room with a small box laid across her knees. Be thou brave, daughter mine, and go now to thy brother, for he shall need thee, and thou shalt need him! Her mother's last words to her, all those years ago, and the child she had been had wanted to please her mother so badly.
But I was too afraid to move. I knew she would leave us, and I could not understand why! She smiled slightly. At the time, I knew not that it was not her choice, that death comes to us all in time. Théodwyn had understood, she thought, for her mother had made an effort to smile, and then held out a hand to her daughter. Éowyn would have clung to it, but that Théodwyn had said painfully, "See child! See this ring? Take it, and keep it safe for me… until I should need it again, when I see thy father once more."
Éowyn had managed to take the gold band, set with an emerald and a ruby cut to seem as though they twined about each other, from her mother's hand, and Théodwyn had pressed it into her own before she had sent her away for the last time. In all the years since her mother's untimely death, Éowyn had kept the ring with her, though she had never worn it. For it was hers, and I took it to keep it for her, not to wear it myself. But whenever she felt in need of comfort, she would take it out to look at, and to remember her mother's face more clearly.
Tonight, though, she felt in need of comfort as never before, for Wormtongue's double-barbed words still rang in her ears: I would speak with you later. Éowyn felt her cheeks flush hotly, remembering the imperious, disdainful tone; Wormtongue had seemed almost as a parent ordering a disobedient child about. But I doubt not that what he wants of me is hardly paternal in nature! Indeed, she knew well that he pursued her, hunted her like some beast of the field. And when he caught her… That scarcely bore thinking on, but Éowyn knew she could afford no illusions tonight.
For years she had schemed and plotted, seeking some way to drive the serpent from Edoras. Her resistance was built about little things, for a woman had not a man's prestige, but she had grown adept at making the most of small opportunities: a word here or there sufficed to spread rumors throughout the court, and though men might at first dismiss the tales of wives or servants, eventually they would begin to wonder. And if the rumors persisted long enough, and were consistent with others and with their own fears, then even the great would begin to believe until the rumors became fact. As in truth, they were, for Éowyn never spread lies. Her own network of spies—lower placed, naturally, than she might wish—brought her pieces of information which to one accustomed to the rhythm of the household meant much more than they might seem to one whose concerns lay mainly with affairs of state or the field of battle.
But there were some few among the latter who honored her judgment, and to them she would pass her warnings. Rarely could she forestall completely Wormtongue's plans, but given warning and due consideration, she could usually at least insure that they were public knowledge. And occasionally she could, through the influence she exerted upon the court's atmosphere, unsettle his plots enough to turn aside their worst effects. Wormtongue knew all of this, of course, and she had ever to work to conceal her sources and to replace them whenever he discovered her informants, but thus far the contest between them was at a stalemate.
But that might well end tonight, Éowyn thought, feeling a flutter of fear in her breast. For she had never been caught before—not with her shirt red as the saying went. Nothing she did went unnoticed, and eventually all her efforts came to light, but events discovered after the fact were far less dangerous to her than a half-achieved plot. I was too careless tonight! But I had no choice, for Elfhelm is gone, and Háma too closely watched! And now I may have doomed Legolas along with me, for I fear Wormtongue's intentions. Has he already convinced the king that he is a conspirator even as Éomer? What nonsense, and yet I have just given him proof! What made him go to the dungeons tonight? Or did he learn of the warden's 'food poisoning'?
In the end, she gave up speculating, for it mattered not how Wormtongue had tumbled to them. He may have come only to gloat over Éomer, I know not. We are caught in the snare at last. At least I sent my messengers out before I was caught. If only one arrives at Helm's Deep ere Saruman's army does! Not that it shall help us, but at least Elfhelm and Erkenbrand, if they survive the rout, would know the truth. They might then muster enough resistance to salvage something out of the ruins, even if the Mark falls. And if only others are freer than they, perhaps we might still prevent our demise...
A knock sounded, and Éowyn quickly shut the box's lid and hid it away in her trunk. The knock was repeated, and she crossed quickly to the door, steeling herself. I am Éowyn, daughter of Théodwyn of the House of Éorl. My father was Éomund, Marshal of the Mark. I bear the shield of the Mark, and I shall not fear a snake! It had been her litany since she had taken up the ancient office of shieldmaiden, and usually it helped to calm her. Tonight, it served only to mask her fear, but so long as Wormtongue did not see it, she would be content. Think of Éomer! Think of Legolas, and do not flinch, lass, for their straits are worse than yours! With that reminder, she pulled the door open and greeted Wormtongue with a frosty silence.
"Good evening once again, fair maid," the odious man offered.
"Speak your piece here and then be gone, for I have no mind for games," Éowyn responded shortly.
"Then we shall play none. Your brother and the Elf share a cell tonight, and soon the court shall be arrayed against them. I fear that even now, word spreads of the treachery of the Third Marshal. And as for the Elf? Well, we all know that an Elf is not to be trusted, particularly not the sorcerers among them. Some there are who shall want vengeance… perhaps you know them, even, for they let you into the dungeons tonight, and their horror of that error goes deep!" Éowyn stiffened, aghast at what she heard though she supposed she ought to have expected no less. "I fear, Éowyn, that even duty may not restrain their anger, for Legolas attempted to ensorcel the king when he came before him. I know: I have seen it, and Théoden shall remember it in the morning."
"Liar! You arranged that it would seem so! You must have enchanted him yourself, for the Elf is no sorcerer!" Éowyn spat.
"Ah, but who shall know better? No one in Edoras, surely." Which specific qualification made her uneasy. Had he discovered her messengers? And if so, then he must be very confident indeed if he cared not who knew outside of the court. "The love of the Éorlingas for their king is deep and abiding, Éowyn, and woe to him who rouses it against him! I fear that something may happen in the night… and would that not be a pity? For however treacherous, I would not have so unusual a guest murdered in his sleep, nor your brother indicted for assisting the enemy…"
"You would not dare!" Éowyn hissed, though her heart sank, for she knew well that he would. And so he comes now to me… Béma help me, he comes now for me…! The councilor had an arm braced against the door so that she could not close it and shut him out, and there was a disgusting leer on his face.
"I dare nothing, Éowyn. I do. I act. And I tell you now that without a very convincing witness on their behalf, something unfortunate shall happen to your brother."
"And what of Legolas?"
"The Elf? I care little. He may survive the night or he may not. I may yet be generous with him. But your brother… he is long in his rebellion. He deserves to die for his crimes, this all men know. Elfhelm is not here, who might defend him. There is but one witness left. Oh yes, I know how she plots on his behalf, but politics smoothes over such discrepancies quite nicely—or might, did she but convince me of her sincerity. Then perhaps I might be able to shield both her and her brother."
There fell a silence, and Éowyn struggled against herself. So we come now to the point. Can I even think what I must say and do? The words seemed to catch in her throat, held there by her pride that would not yield to any. But Éomer! The vision of her brother's lifeless body hung clearly before her eyes, and she wanted to keen her agony to the night as once the women of the Mark had done in the days long gone and almost forgotten. We were a wilder people then. Now we are too civilized, and we compromise all! "What do you want?" she finally managed in a low, sick tone.
Wormtongue raised his heavy-lidded eyes to her own for a brief moment, studying her face ere he let them wander her tall form, and she felt a shiver. His hand lay heavily upon her shoulder of a sudden, and she felt herself frozen in place by a horror that was the worse for having been long-wrought. Éomer…
"Let us discuss that more privately, Éowyn," he murmured. "Will you not let me in?" This must not be! Alas, despair, however deep, could but witness reality, not change it. Éowyn's decision was made–by her or for her, it mattered no longer.***
A chance guard on his round frowned as he noted the light spilling from one of the doors far up the corridor, and he quickened his pace, wondering who was abroad. But ere he came close enough to see aught, the door shut again, and for all that he looked, there was no one in the hall.
Gríma/Éowyn exchange:
Gríma: "Foolish, Éowyn. You do not help your brother.
Éowyn: "Do not mock me, councilor!"
Gríma: "Bold words, my child!"
Éowyn: "I do not belong to you! Not now and not ever, foul adder!"
Lot of liberty taken here: I have the words from a word list, basic (really basic) grammar from an online course, and I have a smattering of German syntax. All three ingredients mixed well and shaken, resulting in the above (very) faux-Old-English-cum-Rohirric conversation.
Sites used: http://www.ucalgary.ca/UofC/eduweb (grammar)http://www.mun.ca/Ansaxdat/vocab/wordlist.html (word list)
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Mango and Vanilla Jam
When I got the mangoes earlier in the week for the jerked pork wraps with mango and banana salsa I could not resist getting a full case. Even with snacking on them during the week I still had a lot left over and the first thing that came to mind as to how to use them was a jam. I remembered that when I made the mango and cardamom jam I was thinking that the flecks of cardamom looked like flecks of vanilla beans. A mango and vanilla jam also sounded really good and I had wanted to try making some. I used pretty much used the same recipe and replaced the cardamom with the seeds from a vanilla bean. I wanted this mango jam to be much chunkier so I cut the mango pieces bigger and did not mash them up. The mango and vanilla flavour combo turned out to be a great one! For some reason the vanilla seems to make this mango jam seem even sweeter. So far I have been enjoying the mango and vanilla jam on toast and it also goes really well on some plain yogurt for breakfast.
Mango and Vanilla Jam(makes 5 cups)
Printable Recipe
4 cups mango (stoned, peeled, chopped)
1 box pectin crystals
5 1/2 cups sugar
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1 vanilla bean (seeds)
1. Bring the mangoes and pectin crystals to a boil with high heat in a large pot.
2. Add the sugar, lemon juice and vanilla and bring to a hard boil for 1 minute.
3. Remove from heat, stir and skim foam for 5 minutes.
4. Pour into sterilized jars and seal.
To sterilize the jars:
1. Wash in hot soapy water.
2. Keep the lids in boiling water until ready to use.
3. Place jars in 225F oven for 10 minutes and keep warm until ready to use.
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What is ALICE?
Scientists collaborating on the ALICE experiment study the properties of this state of matter, called a quark-gluon plasma, in order to explore how the strong force governs matter; why quarks are confined in matter, rather than appearing on their own; and why quarks have larger masses when confined in particles such as protons and neutrons.
Located 150 feet underground on the LHC ring, the ALICE detector is 52 feet high, 85 feet long, and weighs about 10,000 tons.
The ALICE collaboration comprises over 1000 physicists and engineers from 111 universities and laboratories in 31 countries. Scientists and students from twelve US universities and laboratories are members of the ALICE collaboration.
For more about the quark-gluon plasma and ALICE, see The Science of ALICE.