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Yay! I finally get to write an LOTR story! And it is about Faramir, my favorite character. If he is also your favorite character, tell me in you review. (hint hint)
No flamers, please. They burn.
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Chapter One: The Houses
He drifted. In and out of life and death, he drifted. Darkness swallowed the light, and he felt himself being sucked into a vortex in which he would never escape. Despair arose in him like a current, sweeping away all hope. What hope can there be, after all, when the Enemy was swiftly destroying the race of men?
But just as he was giving himself over to death, a voice called to him. At first, it sounded like a whisper, a dim echo of reality. But it began to draw nearer, and rose to a crescendo, pulling him gently, yet surely, away from the edge, away from despair. A scent reached him, that of peace and calm which can be felt truly only in the deep recesses of the human soul.
Physically stirring, his eyes fluttered open, taking in the sight of a man bending towards him. In the man's eyes he saw a compassion unseen in the souls of many men. A compassion that reached out and engulfed him in it's loving embrace. And without thought, without contemplation, he knew. Speaking softly, he said, " My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command?"
"Walk no more in the land of shadows, but awake!" spoke the king. " You are weary. Rest awhile, take food, and be ready when I return."
"I will, lord. For who would lie idle when the king has returned?" he said, looking up adoringly at his ruler. Aragorn's features softened, and he felt great happiness at the recovery of his patient. Lord Faramir was healed-
Or so they all thought. But some wounds go deeper than the skin, even deeper than Aragorn, or, indeed, elves, could cureā¦
Where is hope if courage fails?
Where are the stars when clouds cover the sky?
There is no wind for a boat without sails
And no life for those who die
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