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Faramir
"You love her."
Boromir leaned back and breathed in contentedly. Faramir did the same. The warm sunlight caressed them and the wind was cool and gentle.
"Aye."
Faramir heard the ducks take flight. The water on the lake before them sparkled. The scent of air was fresh and clean.
"Does she love you in return?"
Both were dressed in white.
"With all her heart, I am sure."
Boromir looked at him with a bright smile. Faramir never saw him so carefree, so content. Faramir's smile faltered.
"You aren't here."
Boromir's smile dampened. He looked sorrowful.
"Nay, I am not. But I love you still, little brother."
"I wish you were."
"I am. In your memories," Boromir's smile widened. Sunshine played with his hair, turning his hair light brown. The light continued to grow, blinding Faramir. Boromir's voice faded, "We will meet again, little brother. Be happy."
He looked at Éowyn. His wife was still fast asleep beside him. Her golden hair covered part of her face and her pillow.
"Aye," Faramir said softly. "I love her."
