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Anticipation of Love - Faramir and Eowyn |
Thrum… thrum… thrum… Is it the sound of hoof beats or the crescendo of a heart beating in anticipation of love? Pacing the parapet, eyes scan the road, searching eagerly for a rider’s approach. There it is – a flash, the glint of sun on harness. Expectation starts the heart leaping, fire burning in the belly, passion flaring like the kiss of the late summer rays on a joyous face. Running feet skip every other step to reach the courtyard, racing the rider to the opening gate. She leaps from the saddle into his arms, and in his soul, Faramir smiles. |