Written for the LOTR Community "Gratitude" challenge. For JustAnnNow for her birthday. A true drabble.
Halbarad felt the impossible pain as the Southronís spear pierced his heart. He glanced up just in time to see the look of surprise on his foeís face as the Manís head parted company abruptly from its body.
Then the pain fled; he stood inexplicably above the battle, looking down as someone caught up Aragornís standard before it could touch the ground. A thrill of joy ran through him. It is done! He shall be the King he was ever meant to be! The sacrifice has been well worth it!
His spirit singing its thanks, he joyfully left this world.