With grateful thanks to Raksha for suggesting the title and beta reading.
For, behold, the darkness shall cover the earth, and gross darkness the people: but the LORD shall arise upon thee, and his glory shall be seen upon thee. And the Gentiles shall come to thy light, and kings to the brightness of thy rising. Isaiah 60 2-3
Darkness enshrouded him. Deep darkness. He knew not for how long. Day followed day, month followed month, and year followed year.
The children of his House tried in vain to lift his spirits. The darkness though was stronger.
Wormtongue's words seemed wisdom, lulling him back to lethargy when inklings of awareness dawned. Dark were his days and darker his disgrace.
Then hope entered the hall. The wizard once grey garbed, now gleamed white. Stretching forth his staff, he kindled anew the King's fading flame.
Théoden rode forth fighting. Never shone his sun more brightly than at its setting.
A/N Théoden was healed by Gandalf on March 2nd 3019 and died in battle on March 15th.