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ÉOWYN:
Women of this country learned long ago: Those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.
ARAGORN:
What do you fear, my lady?
ÉOWYN:
A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.
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If someone asks me, what do I fear the most?
Before, my answer would be more or less similar to Eowyn.

But now, the answer would be: solitude, a lifetime solitude.
Feeling lonely, not just when I’m physically alone, but also when I’m in the middle of colleagues, friends, and family.

Suddenly I remember this film: Lost in Translation.