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The few remaining Dunedain were now only like stones in the river; soon to be engulfed by the raging flow. One by one they were beaten down to the bloody soil by the horde of orcs which now roamed the battlefield without mercy or restrain.

And Aldarian was there too. She was still alive as orcs, except the strongest and largest Uruks, had rather yielded before her eyes and the cold flames of Luinril, than stood against her. But not anymore. Not even the fear of Luinril could keep them at bay anymore as orcs could easily see that she was at the limit of her strenght, exhausted, struggling to stay on her feet and barely able to see a thing because of her wound. And she was alone.

Therefore a dozen of Uruks rushed now towards her with their raised lances in the intention to stroke her down. Aldarian swinged her sword but all she could see was vague shapes all around her and the swing was weak and inaccurate. Still it made few of the orcs to evade. But not all of them. Two rushed forward and stroke their lances towards her. No man made metal, not even Arnorian steel could repulse those thrusts. With a hideous cracking sound Aldarian's breastplate was pierced and lances sunk deep to the left side of her lower chest.

For a moment time seemed to be frozen. Then slowly, ever so slowly Aldarian fell to her knees. Luinril slipped from her grip and dropped to the ground. With slow, trembling moves she raised her left hand to the lances which had impaled her and looked the blood with staring, non-seeing eyes. Fear and pain was on her expression but more so an utter disbelief and shock.

"This... cannot... be!"
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It has been quite long time since my last drawing. Here is my latest and you have to excuse me for it being Aldarian again. This time I wanted to try to draw that fateful moment when Aldarian is gravely wounded during a hopeless battle against Angmar.

During the drawing I did ponder would it be possible to be wounded so and still be "ignorant" about the pain. I mean that sure Aldarian feels the pain but for a moment she is more shocked about the realization than pain. Well, I have read that a shock can be so hard that it conceals the pain for a moment. Perhaps this was the case here too.

Aldarian and Last heiress of Cardolan are my creations.
Middle-Earth is (c) to J.R.R Tolkien

Description
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The few remaining Dunedain were now only like stones in the river; soon to be engulfed by the raging flow. One by one they were beaten down to the bloody soil by the horde of orcs which now roamed the battlefield without mercy or restrain.

And Aldarian was there too. She was still alive as orcs, except the strongest and largest Uruks, had rather yielded before her eyes and the cold flames of Luinril, than stood against her. But not anymore. Not even the fear of Luinril could keep them at bay anymore as orcs could easily see that she was at the limit of her strenght, exhausted, struggling to stay on her feet and barely able to see a thing because of her wound. And she was alone.

Therefore a dozen of Uruks rushed now towards her with their raised lances in the intention to stroke her down. Aldarian swinged her sword but all she could see was vague shapes all around her and the swing was weak and inaccurate. Still it made few of the orcs to evade. But not all of them. Two rushed forward and stroke their lances towards her. No man made metal, not even Arnorian steel could repulse those thrusts. With a hideous cracking sound Aldarian's breastplate was pierced and lances sunk deep to the left side of her lower chest.

For a moment time seemed to be frozen. Then slowly, ever so slowly Aldarian fell to her knees. Luinril slipped from her grip and dropped to the ground. With slow, trembling moves she raised her left hand to the lances which had impaled her and looked the blood with staring, non-seeing eyes. Fear and pain was on her expression but more so an utter disbelief and shock.

"This... cannot... be!"
...

It has been quite long time since my last drawing. Here is my latest and you have to excuse me for it being Aldarian again. This time I wanted to try to draw that fateful moment when Aldarian is gravely wounded during a hopeless battle against Angmar.

During the drawing I did ponder would it be possible to be wounded so and still be "ignorant" about the pain. I mean that sure Aldarian feels the pain but for a moment she is more shocked about the realization than pain. Well, I have read that a shock can be so hard that it conceals the pain for a moment. Perhaps this was the case here too.

Aldarian and Last heiress of Cardolan are my creations.
Middle-Earth is (c) to J.R.R Tolkien