Chapter 10- Answers
When I first saw here after all those days, I felt like all the wind had been knocked out of me.
Her state was just what the boy had said; all the life that had seemed to fill her was gone. She moved like she had just awoken, and if I wasn't mistaken it looked like she had lost some weight. Lines were under her eyes where bags were just about to form from lack of sleep. Even her hair seemed lifeless simply hanging limp around her waist due to the lack of wind. Worst of all, the flecks of gold that used to sparkle in her eyes when she smiled had disappeared. She looked as bad as I felt.
"Faramir, what is troubling you," as she said these words I gripped the side of the bench, unable to look at her.
" Nothing much, Eowyn. The job is just a lot harder than I thought it would be," I offered as a meager response. "Soon it will be over, though for the King is returning." I gathered my courage to look at her, wanting to see her reaction when I mentioned Aragorn.
She surprised me though, she didn't look distressed, but perplexed. "Don't lie to me Faramir. What's troubling you has nothing to do with the Stewardship, you and I both know it. Now what is wrong?," she begged of me.
"How do you read me so well? I have lived in Gondor all my life, and no one, not my father, nor even Boromir knew when I was hiding something. I have known you only for a short time, and you already know me better than all of my relations." I turned away from her from then, disgusted that I had revealed I had tried to keep hidden all my life.
"Look at me, Faramir. Faramir, look at me!" As I crumpled up the Lilac in my hand, I slowly turned to her.
"How can you still doubt how I know? I have suffered enough pain in my life, and I know loss when I see it. You've gotten beyond the death of your father and brother, and as far as I know, you've haven't lost anything else." Her words were choking her up, and she took extra pains not to expose what she was really feeling. "What have you lost Faramir?"
"You, Eowyn. I've lost you," I mumbled to myself as my head hung in shame. I didn't think she had heard me, but slowly I began to feel her hand on the side of my face.
I turned to her then, and was amazed at what I saw. Eowyn was crying. Never in my life did I think I would see a shieldmaiden cry. What I saw through her tears surprised even more though, there was a just a speckle of gold starting to appear.
Eowyn took my hands and pulled them close to her, kissing my palms and she did so. Still a little scared, I pulled her close to her, and kissed her. Finally finding what what had been missing in my life these last few days. My reflection.
Without her, I feel to pieces.
When I first saw here after all those days, I felt like all the wind had been knocked out of me.
Her state was just what the boy had said; all the life that had seemed to fill her was gone. She moved like she had just awoken, and if I wasn't mistaken it looked like she had lost some weight. Lines were under her eyes where bags were just about to form from lack of sleep. Even her hair seemed lifeless simply hanging limp around her waist due to the lack of wind. Worst of all, the flecks of gold that used to sparkle in her eyes when she smiled had disappeared. She looked as bad as I felt.
"Faramir, what is troubling you," as she said these words I gripped the side of the bench, unable to look at her.
" Nothing much, Eowyn. The job is just a lot harder than I thought it would be," I offered as a meager response. "Soon it will be over, though for the King is returning." I gathered my courage to look at her, wanting to see her reaction when I mentioned Aragorn.
She surprised me though, she didn't look distressed, but perplexed. "Don't lie to me Faramir. What's troubling you has nothing to do with the Stewardship, you and I both know it. Now what is wrong?," she begged of me.
"How do you read me so well? I have lived in Gondor all my life, and no one, not my father, nor even Boromir knew when I was hiding something. I have known you only for a short time, and you already know me better than all of my relations." I turned away from her from then, disgusted that I had revealed I had tried to keep hidden all my life.
"Look at me, Faramir. Faramir, look at me!" As I crumpled up the Lilac in my hand, I slowly turned to her.
"How can you still doubt how I know? I have suffered enough pain in my life, and I know loss when I see it. You've gotten beyond the death of your father and brother, and as far as I know, you've haven't lost anything else." Her words were choking her up, and she took extra pains not to expose what she was really feeling. "What have you lost Faramir?"
"You, Eowyn. I've lost you," I mumbled to myself as my head hung in shame. I didn't think she had heard me, but slowly I began to feel her hand on the side of my face.
I turned to her then, and was amazed at what I saw. Eowyn was crying. Never in my life did I think I would see a shieldmaiden cry. What I saw through her tears surprised even more though, there was a just a speckle of gold starting to appear.
Eowyn took my hands and pulled them close to her, kissing my palms and she did so. Still a little scared, I pulled her close to her, and kissed her. Finally finding what what had been missing in my life these last few days. My reflection.
Without her, I feel to pieces.