No man am I...
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penmageAragorn: You ride with us?
Eowyn: Just to the encampment. It's tradition, for the women of the court to farewell the men.
Aragorn (notices the sword on her saddle): Do women have swords?
Eowyn: Sometimes.
This movie is going to kill me.
Eowyn, Lady of Rohan
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Date: 2003-11-23 11:05 pm (UTC)My friend and I were thinking about travelling down to wellington just to see the atmosphere.
*swoon*
& I found out my soon to be tutor was the costume designer for the southrens (the elephant people, I'm not quite sure if thats what they're called, but dad says so, so *shrugs*)
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