For the tolkien_weekly "Comb" challenge.
"It is precious to me, though I buy it with great pain..." The wizard shakes his head slowly, sadly.
No time even to see how Faramir fares, now. Our darkest fear is proven true, and with all speed I must to the North.
Parmandil, the archivist of Minas Tirith - his name means 'devoted to books' - first appeared in my story After Such Knowledge, of which this drabble is basically a snapshot.