A/N: So happy, just got word for my mac and now I can upload from my computer!!! Short little drabble about Finduilas.
Disclaimer: Don't own these people.
She looked to the West, wishing to see the sea again, to feel its spray upon her face, her its wave crash on the shores.
It was not her marriage that made her long for the sea, but the wanting to have a home that she could be free in. The walls of the White City could feel oppressive at times.
She turned when she heard the cries of her youngest son. She went over and picked him up, when she heard the scurries of little feet. Boromir had come to see his brother.
She smiled at them, and her longing for the sea ceased.