Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| A Steward's Dream (Third Age- pre-WotR) (Boromir, Faramir) |
Faramir speaks of his hopes for the future with Boromir. |
| He spoke of Osgiliath rebuilt, the Tree in bloom. Such a smile lit his face! Yet of all Faramir's dreams, this one pained me most. Where would it leave our father? Or me? The stewards had served Gondor faithfully for nigh a thousand years. Our place was at the head of armies, recapturing past glory, our families enjoying the security our swords bought. But while he spoke of a sable standard fluttering in the wind, the white one also flew below it: the House of Húrin would not be displaced. And I found in my own heart that same dream. |