LR 5.02.132 {ps} The light was doom.

5.02.128 Then she fell thee!’
5.02.129 ‘Nay, lady,’ he bore.
5.02.130 But Éowyn stood gone.
5.02.131 And some said: enough.’
5.02.132 The light was doom.
5.02.133 ‘My blood runs vapour.
5.02.134 The Company halted, terror.
5.02.135 ‘This is an enter.’
5.02.136 ‘But we must me!’