It is in the dark
they see the same phantasms.
There knowledge is born.

From the walls of her
chamber she reads the story
of defeat to come.

He, involved and sworn
to the coming darkness, is
still drawn to her pain.

He has yearned for a
part in the world she lives in,
and sworn to smash it.

Now some of the light
he wanted banished, is the
one thing he desires.

The tie binds both ways.
As she is bound by poison
words, so's he to her.

Gríma knows Éowyn
better than Faramir, who
is a Marty Stu.

Grima, Grima, tongue
like a worm, makes Éowyn the
good girl squirm. Nicely.