For Alawa's birthday over on the HASA Birthday Drabbles forum.
Shadowfax flies onward through the night: Pippin, roused from dozing, cries out as sudden flame races from peak to mountain-peak. Gandalf broods.
The beacons! Light in the darkness: yet will the flames of war kindle hope, or despair? Gondor’s Steward calls for aid – but knows not yet that Gondor’s King shall answer…
At Dunharrow, three watch the Kindler’s beacons flame white in the midnight sky. Aragorn is grim-faced. “We go to war by a dark road.” Halbarad grasps his shoulder briefly:
“Yet light from the shadows shall spring.”
“Hope burns bright even here, while you are with us.”