The White Horse Inn, Act III

[Crystal Heart]

Eowyn looked up at the woman that had ventured over to talk to her. She smiled.

"I wouldn't mind a nice chat. My name is Eowyn Lightheart. What is yours?"

She stook out her hand to shake hers and at the same time wondered how well she could hold up a conversation. She knew that there were parts of her mind that wandered when bringing back a new memory, but those memories were short and usually didn't make any sense to her.

Even in the split second of speaking to her, her memory flashed back to her accident. She remembered only the pain and the darkness, but now she remembered just one thing more. Laughter, evil laughter. The thought that whoever had abandoned her alone on the ground was terrible enough to bear, but this new fact of their laughter cut Eowyn deep. She just couldn't believe that people could be that heartless, that cruel. Then again if they hadn't been cruel she would still be with them. Sure, she would be just the same way but she would be with people that would take care of her. Maybe they had wanted to get rid of her for some sort of money reason. She didn't know if she wanted to think about that.

She turned her attention back to the woman in front of her.