This fanfic is a series of small ficlets depicting Boromir's journey from Gondor to Rivendell. Each chapter is one day, but they won't be long; hence the usage of the word ficlet. Please leave a review and enjoy.
Day One
Father wants me to go to Rivendell instead of Faramir. He is a much better candidate than I. I hate being the oldest; Father entrusts everything onto me and so I have all this stress. He will not let Faramir do anything of worth around the White City and that really troubles me. Father insists that I go to Rivendell, to see what this meeting that Lord Elrond has called is for. I mount my horse, put on my helmet, put my sword in the sheath and I ride to Faramir. 'Remember this day, Little Brother.'
I ride off, then; leaving my Brother and Father to Gondor with hope; hope that I will come to find that this meet will not be ill; hope that my Father will not drive Faramir away.
One can only hope…