Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Midsummer Fair |
The Steward's sons enjoy the delights of Midsummer Fair. MEFAwards 2009: Nominee – Races: Men: Gondor Drabbles |
| The older boy points with sticky-looking fingers at my stand. The nurse, carrying the younger one, looks harried in the press of Midsummer Fair. “Yes, Boromir, it’s a nice cake, but you already had one.” “Faramir wants one, too, don’t you?” The little one nods, a smile lighting up his earnest face. “I don’t think Faramir is quite old enough to...” begins the nurse, but relents as Boromir looks at her beseechingly. “All right: one piece. You may finish what Faramir can’t manage.” Both boys direct identical, incandescent smiles at their nurse and me, easing the strain of the day. |
A/N: 01.07.04 B-drabble for Ti’ana Lúthien, who wanted something happy with Boromir and Faramir together. |