Two Brothers, both alike in dignity...
Characters: Boromir, Faramir
Rating: PG
Warning: None.
Our blades crashed at sunrise. Our breath and sweat condensed in the air. Your eyes were gleaming, you were breathing hard, as was I, and shivering in your armour. Yet you kept on until I, blinded by the trickle of sweat from my brow and exhausted from hours of swordfighting with an equal opponent, fell onto my face and you had your one second of glory.
You call that swordfighting? Learn a lesson from your brother, for heaven's sake!
You knew he'd say that again. And you knew it was not true.
I only wish I'd told you more often.