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Just a quick little one shot. Hope you like it.
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Why, Oh Brother?
The halflings are sleeping. The cave is quiet and I am alone with my thoughts, my woes and the rock that was just thrown at my feet.
Why Boromir? You were better than that. I know you were.Our father was right in that. Aye, he was right. You could have fought it. You were not weak. But… You were Father's son, weren't you? He has never understood these things, and I know he never will, though it pains me to have to even think it. And that means that you didn't either, not really.
I wonder if you could remember that day, all those summers ago when we were still boys. You taught me to hold a sword, and you never laughed when you beat me, even in the presence of our esteemed father, you wouldn't belittle me. When did you forget the boy you were then? Why did you follow the pathour fatherwould have taken?
I will never know, will I? You are not here to tell me, and have not known you well enough, brother, these last years to understand the change in you, for I know the halfling spoke true. It was there in his eyes. I have to wonder, you know. Were you still yourself when you set out? Was it snaring your heart even then? Or did it take its hold slowly?
Stop, Faramir you fool! You should not be thinking like this. He was your brother.
I shout the words inside my head. I sigh and look at the far wall, then hang my head.
How do I mourn you brother? You have been so many people. Which one should I grieve for? Why Boromir? Why did you leave me?
I have loved you and hated you; cried for you and laughed with you. I have envied and admired. But how should I feel now? How?
Why, brother? Why have you left me here? Why did you let it win? Why did you die? Why? I need to know. I need to understand.