Hope
I am not well. I feel my life slipping away little by little. I fear I will not be here much longer. Before I shed my mortal coil, I see my sons before me. Boromir, so brave and strong; he will be the rock for his younger brother. And Faramir, so wise and true; he will be the voice of reason for his older brother. I have hope that they will remain close and will not forsake each other as I have been forasaken by my husband. I have hope that they will be the shining stars that Gondor deserves.