AN: I concocted this piece during a writing session of mine. It wasn't meant to be long or too deeply meaningful.
Disclaimer: I do not own any names or characters affiliated with The Lord of the Rings as they are rightfully J.R.R. Tolkien's work.
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Regrets in Death
How I regret my actions towards Frodo. Anger and the fear of failure in my father's eyes clouded my heart. A heart that was once pure and driven by the desire to serve King and Country and protect those who cannot protect themselves. My father, Denethor, was influenced by the darkness and madness took over his judgement. But I must confess that I let the darkness creep into my heart and I refused to see the heir to the throne of Gondor just as my father refused to acknowledge that the line of the Kings still existed.
The presence of the Ring fed my anger on the Fellowship's journey. The darkness inside me grew and shadows dogged my steps. I let the darkness overwhelm me at Amon hen yet Frodo saw the darkness and fought against my anger. I thank him now as he forced me to break the blind stupor that I had fallen into. Aragorn was always right; no one can control the power of the Ring.
I hope my last actions reconciled some of the sins that I brought upon myself. I tried to protect the two Halflings from the Uruk-hai. Even though I continued to fight with my last breaths, Merry and Pippin to my shame were still captured. My King Aragorn, bless his soul and his reign, forgave my sins that day. The White Tree will bloom in his court.
I think of how Faramir would have acted in my place. He would not have been seduced by the darkness and the journey of the Fellowship would have been different. My brother lived in my shadow in our father's eyes for too long, even though we shared a great bond. Faramir my dearest brother, my admiration of you was too long in coming and even in my death you still deserve my love.
I'm afraid that my actions and resulting death pushed my father into madness. He shoved Faramir away in his grief, overriding his love of kin and nurturing the desire of condemning our line himself. I should have reasoned with him when he started to fall into darkness. I should have defended my brother when Denethor dismissed Faramir's efforts to please him. I should have told Faramir that I loved and valued him more often. I should have done many things, yet I did not look to the future and see the looming darkness gathered on the horizon. I overestimated a man's will to resist the Ring's power, nevertheless, Aragorn has the strength and more than worthy as King of Arnor and Gondor.
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AN2: Feel free to review! I don't think I'm crash hot on the emotional writing thingy but I'd like to know what level I'm at.
