A drabble written for Marta.
And it came to Faramir – as he listened to an Elf’s account of a battle in Rohan, glossed at intervals gruffly by an attendant Dwarf – that there was some power to this work. Some power that picked up broken threads and wove them together into a new pattern. Some power in telling a part of his own tale – waking to the unexpected gift of an unfevered dawn, winning the White Lady. Some power, in hearing Pippin spin a tale of his brother that could make even the Ringbearer smile.
Altariel, 7th November, 2007.