Boromir, Thou Shall Live
By Priscilla Stafford
Author's Note: I GOT TO SEE ROTK! HURRAY! It was extremely fantastic and I absolutely LOVED IT! I was lucky to be able to see it while visiting my sister in Hawaii. Faramir was totally awesome in my opinion!
I'm sorry for the delay in finishing this chapter. My vacation in Hawaii was cut short by a family crisis. My grandfather passed away from heart failure a few days ago and I had to return home to Japan as soon as possible. I'm finishing this chapter for all my fans, yet I hope you understand that with all that's going on, it will be a while before my next chapter is up. I hope you all understand. I hope you all like the chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. It's all Boromir! Yay!
Wow, 28 reviews for one chapter! A new record; thank you all so very much! I appreciate you guys soo much! BIIIIIIGGG HUGGGGG! Replies to all of my reviewers are at the bottom of the chapter, please read!
Chapter Twenty-Four: Under a Dark Sky
Boromir tried hard to keep from laughing as he watched Bawuer trying to rub Ebon down for the night. Ebon, being the horse he was, did not heed any scolding from his master and continued pressing his body against Bawuer, nearly making the man fall down.
"It's all very well for you to find this amusing," Bawuer said with a touch of irritation, "but you must know how lucky you are to have a horse as perfect as an Elf."
"Ah, but that is where you are wrong," Boromir said putting on a mock air of superiority. "Elves rarely are as perfect as they seem. They seem to have the same problems with women and love as any other mortal."
It appeared though that the Rohirrim soldier was not paying much attention to Boromir's words for he suddenly threw his hands up in frustration. "All right Ebon, you are free to wander with your lady friend. But behave yourself, and I mean it." His answer came in the form of a grunt and a flick of Ebon's tail as the black stallion trotted daintily to graze beside Maiorama.
"You are sure..."
"Be not worried, Bawuer," Boromir said, knowing what the other would say. "Maiorama will not wander off too far. And Ebon for sure will not wander off too far from her."
Bawuer only pursed his lips.
"Annoyed, Bauwer?"
"No, only quite afraid of how Ebon is going to act after Maiorama must leave him. He'll be unbearable to live with after this whole ordeal is over."
"Do not be of bad cheer," Boromir said with a forced smile. "Everything will work out perfectly all right."
There was an awkward silence as both Boromir and Bauwer tried to pretend that they believed what he had said was perfectly true. But it wasn't, and would never be, and they knew it. It was inevitable as the sun rising and setting.
Boromir settled back on his elbows in a comfortable position. After Helm's Deep, it seemed Boromir could finally try to sort out his thoughts in a tangible manner, the thoughts which centered mostly upon those of his father and brother. He was finally headed home, finally going to the one place where he felt he could do the most good. Yet... something was bothering him, and he could not place the feeling, could not pinpoint the problem which was elusive in his mind, elusive as trying to clench the winds in his fists.
It might have something to do with how his father would feel when he returned home. Boromir knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back anything from his father. Denethor's sharp intellect and quick observations were one thing Boromir wished would fade with age, but it was not, and probably, never to be. Yes, Boromir would not be able to hide anything from his father.
So, what was there to tell him? Plain and simple was always best. 'The Ring was in my grasp. And I let it go.'
Boromir couldn't help but wince as he imagined how his father's reaction would be.
The lord of Gondor was stirred away from his thoughts as Bawuer tossed a stick into their small fire, embers flying then disappearing into the dark sky. Unconsciously, Boromir lifted his head to stare into the stars above. It was late at night, and the stars winked ever encouragingly down to him, yet they did nothing to calm his uneasy spirit.
"Something troubles you, my lord?"
Not wanting to answer the query, and knowing silence would only cause more questions, Boromir decided to use an ever resourceful tactic he had learned when trying to avoid questioning from his father: Counter the question with another question, distract the other, and hopefully delay the giving of an answer. "What makes you say that?"
"Don't think I haven't tried that age-old strategy," Bawuer said dryly.
Boromir tried not to grimace. The Rohirrim was too sharp for his own good. The diversionary question had never worked on Denethor anyway. The next tactic was to tell the truth, but not the whole truth.
"I... have much on my mind."
"It must be a cartload of thoughts for you have been almost all entirely silent since leaving Helm's Deep," Bawuer said softly.
He did not know why, but Boromir felt himself wanting to confide in Bawuer. He might have had enough of the silence of the day. Or he simply wished to make the younger man feel better. But more likely was because of the desperation he felt in needing to bare his soul to someone, to anyone. Maybe it would take the loneliness away, maybe it would make him forget how much he wished it was Faramir he was talking to.
Faramir...
Seeing that Bawuer was waiting for him to speak, Boromir did so. "I guess it was only until leaving Helm's Deep that I truly understood that I would be heading home. You must understand that I haven't been home for... a very long time."
"I am sure all of Gondor is waiting eagerly for your return, your presence must be sorely missed," Bawuer remarked quietly.
Sighing, Boromir said, "Yes, the people of Gondor I'm sure will be overjoyed. Yet I have a suspicion that my father will not be so pleased when he knows the reason for my delay."
Bawuer cleared his throat. "You never truly explained why you were gone from Gondor."
Boromir could not help but give the other man a sad smile. How was he going to explain to Bawuer? The One Ring of doom had been found and he had a joined a Fellowship to take it to the Fires of Mount Doom to be destroyed. Boromir sobered instantly as he remembered that he had failed said Fellowship, and that the whole of Middle Earth rested on the shoulders of two hobbits.
"I cannot really tell you, for that I am sorry dear Bawuer. I wish I could, but I shouldn't. I do not wish to endanger you."
The man of Rohan nodded gravely. "Ah, a mission of great importance that must be kept a secret, is that it?"
Not knowing how else to put it, Boromir nodded back.
"Then that is all I need to hear." Bawuer turned away and began digging through some of the supplies. "Hungry, my lord?"
"Nay, I am too disturbed," Boromir said. "Oh, and Bawuer? I tire of you calling me 'my lord'."
Bawuer raised his eyebrows in mock seriousness. "You wish me to call you Lavlaisi?"
Chuckling, Boromir shook his head. "Boromir should suffice while there is no one else around."
"All right... Boromir." Bawuer began the task of pouring some of their water from a container into two cups. Boromir took one of the offered cups but was unnerved to see that Bawuer had a look on his face which could be translated as smugness. Trying to ignore the look, Boromir brought the cup to his lips and sipped the cool liquid.
The cool liquid soon became fire as it seemed to burn its way down his throat. Instantly his eyes began to water and Boromir involuntarily began coughing. Bawuer's action on the other hand was very voluntarily as he began to laugh out loud.
"What is this?" Boromir sputtered, staring into the cup and took a tentative smell.
"Just ale."
"This is most definitely not ale," Boromir said in disdain. "It is very... strong."
Bawuer grinned even as the Gondorian warrior glared at him. "This is the real thing, not the watered down liquid you're used to. Straight liquor." Bawuer raised his own cup. "We Rohirrim men know how to really drink."
"Are you suggesting that the men of Gondor do not know how to drink?"
Instead of answering, Bawuer only winked then downed most everything in his cup.
Boromir raised his eyebrows. "Do I sense a challenge?"
"You can take it any way you like," Bawuer said with a shrug but Boromir detected a slight smirk in his expression.
"In that case..." Boromir held up his cup in a salute and emptied half his cup in one swallow. Being caught unawares had been slightly embarrassing but he would make up for it. This time, Boromir was prepared and the liquid slid down his throat easily, the fire now welcomed freely. Appreciating the subtle warmth settling deep down in his being, he continued to sip his drink until the cup was soon empty.
Bawuer, who had also finished his drink, promptly filled both cups. Sharing a friendly smile, the two men clinked cups.
With that action brought back memories to Boromir, of the day he and Faramir had clinked glasses in a similar way. Toasting the recapture of Osgiliath, toasting a day to be always remembered as one of the best and worst days of his life.
Faramir...
Boromir wondered what his brother was doing now. He wondered how he fared. Most probably their father had sent Faramir back into Ithilien, more likely to get rid of him more than anything. Pain welled up inside Boromir thinking how foolish it had been for him to leave home on a fool's journey. He had done nothing for the Fellowship, he had been better off remaining in Gondor; dealing with enemies which were visible and real, not demons which plagued his soul. Demons which plagued his soul yet were just as real.
Wishing to forget, at least for a short while, Boromir struck up a conversation. "Tell me Bawuer, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
A simple question, one which would usually never get the kind of reaction Bawuer had as those words were uttered.
The cup making its way up to Bawuer's lips had stopped as the man's whole body stiffened. He sharply turned to face Boromir, his expression as unreadable as a blank parchment. But one emotion the observant Boromir perceived; sadness.
Turning away to stare into his drink, Bawuer answered in a very reserved tone. "One sister, an older sister." Saying thus, Bawuer took a large swig of his drink.
Curious to say in the least, Boromir was puzzled by Bawuer. A strange reaction though the other's response seemed normal enough.
He did not know if it was because of the drink in his hand but Boromir spoke, unusual to say the least since he always let others lead any casual conversation of length. It was safer that way, always safer to be on the defensive especially if the topic was on personal matters. But he threw caution to the wind and spoke up, if only to have the tense Bawuer relax.
"I have no idea what it is like to be the younger sibling, as you know I am the eldest with one younger brother. I always wondered though how it would be." He took a sip of his ale, looking over the rim of his cup to observe Bawuer. The man seemed to be listening so Boromir continued.
"I've always felt the need to watch over Faramir, he's always been the more sensitive of the two of us. Having the kind of father we share, a very busy man, we've always been very close. It's as if he is one half of me, and I am not quite whole without him."
Suddenly, fearing he had spoken too much, Boromir looked at Bawuer. The younger man was gazing into the fire, his manner to be that of one in deep thought. Wishing not to disturb him, Boromir finished his drink and set his cup down. He lay down on the ground, and stared up into the dark sky glittering with the heavenly stars.
Just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard Bawuer speak. "My sister and I... used to be close."
Boromir turned on his side so he could keep his eyes on the soldier.
"She and I would do everything together in our youth, both of our antics deemed wild and unseemly by all around us." The pain evident in his voice, Bawuer carried on. "But because of a difference in opinion, we began to drift apart."
Wistfully, Bawuer smiled down at the Steward's son. "Let us hope you and your brother never end up with the kind of strained relationship I share with my sister." Saying thus, Bawuer finished his drink and lay down for the night.
Dwelling on those words, his heart and head full of thoughts, Boromir settled down on the ground, turning his back to the fire. He felt bad for Bawuer, having to experience the breaking up of such a good relationship between two siblings. He wondered whether Faramir and he would ever end up that way. He seriously doubted it, they were too close, and he loved his brother too much to hurt him.
Without warning, his thoughts turned to those of the Fellowship. He pictured each and every one of them in his mind. The wizard, the ranger, the Elf prince, the gruff dwarf, and the hobbits. Sam. Pippin and Merry. Frodo...
He had let them down though he would never have wanted to. He had done the unimaginable, and had caused a chain of events which could lead to the downfall of Middle Earth.
Could the same thing happen between him and Faramir? Would he do the unforgivable, or had he already done the unforgivable act which would turn his brother against him? Faramir, he would have never acted the way Boromir had. Aragorn had refused the Ring; in Boromir's mind, Faramir too would have turned the Ring away.
How would Faramir react when he learns what he had done?
No, do not dwell on such thoughts.
Yet, they kept coming back.
An image of Faramir refusing to take his hand, refusing to look him in the eye. Finally turning away from him with a cold look.
Boromir knew he could take the rejection from the Fellowship, he would survive. Though he doubted his heart would ever heal from such a rejection, he would survive. He would have to.
He would also survive the rejection of his father, his brother had learned to handle it, so would he.
But Boromir knew deep down in his heart, if Faramir rejected him, he wouldn't be able to take it.
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With a cry, Boromir woke up in a cold sweat. He sat up quickly and looked wildly around. Besides Bawuer still sleeping nearby, not a soul was in sight.
The sky was still black, he had only been asleep for maybe a few hours. How he had fallen asleep with such dark thoughts swirling around in his mind was beyond him.
Sighing, Boromir got up quietly so as not to disturb his companion. Wrapping his cloak tightly around him to ward off the chill of the night, he walked over to where Maiorama and Ebon stood.
The two horses being the sensitive creatures they were, had woken up but seeing that it was only Boromir, relaxed instantly. Maiorama walked over to Boromir and stood still as he stroked her neck gently. Ebon, not to be outdone, also came to stand next to Boromir and nudged the man. Taking the signal to be a command, Boromir brought his other up to rub the horse between the ears. It seemed to be exactly what the horse wanted for Ebon grunted, appreciating the touch.
"I do not know why you give people such a difficult time," Boromir whispered condescendingly. "In reality you are a very gentle horse."
His answer was Ebon tossing his head, throwing Boromir's hand away.
"Obviously I was wrong," Boromir remarked dryly.
Turning away from Ebon to concentrate on Maiorama, the gentle mare settled her head on his shoulder. Smiling at the sweet act, Boromir continued stroking her. Elven horses were indeed uncommonly tender creatures. He felt himself relax with the soothing contact with Maiorama.
But soon he remembered why exactly he was here with his horse in the first place. He didn't remember the whole dream, though certain aspects of it were clearly imprinted in his mind.
He recalled how dark the dream had been, dark and deadly. At certain points he remembered a roaring flame, scorching to the touch. There was also the blackness of not even being able to see his own hand in front of his face. Blackness so deep it chilled him to the bone.
And the one figure shrouded with both flame and blackness. He couldn't remember the face, he didn't want to remember.
Closing his eyes, Boromir wondered if even his sleep would be tortured with unease and disturbance. Just as when was awake.
Strangely enough, or maybe not so strangely, Boromir recollected the words Bawuer had spoken before leaving Helm's Deep. 'The better I will feel the sooner you arrive in Gondor. I feel that your journey will be a dark one indeed, of that I am sure for my heart tells me so.'
And he hated himself for thinking so, but Boromir had the feeling that Bawuer had been very correct. He wished he was already home.
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Author's Note: So, was this chapter any good? I'm starting to reveal a bit more of Bawuer, yet I still have a few surprises up my sleeve! Also, who is this dark figure Boromir sees in his dream? Hee hee! More will be revealed in maybe the next few chapters.
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By Priscilla Stafford
Author's Note: I GOT TO SEE ROTK! HURRAY! It was extremely fantastic and I absolutely LOVED IT! I was lucky to be able to see it while visiting my sister in Hawaii. Faramir was totally awesome in my opinion!
I'm sorry for the delay in finishing this chapter. My vacation in Hawaii was cut short by a family crisis. My grandfather passed away from heart failure a few days ago and I had to return home to Japan as soon as possible. I'm finishing this chapter for all my fans, yet I hope you understand that with all that's going on, it will be a while before my next chapter is up. I hope you all understand. I hope you all like the chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. It's all Boromir! Yay!
Wow, 28 reviews for one chapter! A new record; thank you all so very much! I appreciate you guys soo much! BIIIIIIGGG HUGGGGG! Replies to all of my reviewers are at the bottom of the chapter, please read!
Chapter Twenty-Four: Under a Dark Sky
Boromir tried hard to keep from laughing as he watched Bawuer trying to rub Ebon down for the night. Ebon, being the horse he was, did not heed any scolding from his master and continued pressing his body against Bawuer, nearly making the man fall down.
"It's all very well for you to find this amusing," Bawuer said with a touch of irritation, "but you must know how lucky you are to have a horse as perfect as an Elf."
"Ah, but that is where you are wrong," Boromir said putting on a mock air of superiority. "Elves rarely are as perfect as they seem. They seem to have the same problems with women and love as any other mortal."
It appeared though that the Rohirrim soldier was not paying much attention to Boromir's words for he suddenly threw his hands up in frustration. "All right Ebon, you are free to wander with your lady friend. But behave yourself, and I mean it." His answer came in the form of a grunt and a flick of Ebon's tail as the black stallion trotted daintily to graze beside Maiorama.
"You are sure..."
"Be not worried, Bawuer," Boromir said, knowing what the other would say. "Maiorama will not wander off too far. And Ebon for sure will not wander off too far from her."
Bawuer only pursed his lips.
"Annoyed, Bauwer?"
"No, only quite afraid of how Ebon is going to act after Maiorama must leave him. He'll be unbearable to live with after this whole ordeal is over."
"Do not be of bad cheer," Boromir said with a forced smile. "Everything will work out perfectly all right."
There was an awkward silence as both Boromir and Bauwer tried to pretend that they believed what he had said was perfectly true. But it wasn't, and would never be, and they knew it. It was inevitable as the sun rising and setting.
Boromir settled back on his elbows in a comfortable position. After Helm's Deep, it seemed Boromir could finally try to sort out his thoughts in a tangible manner, the thoughts which centered mostly upon those of his father and brother. He was finally headed home, finally going to the one place where he felt he could do the most good. Yet... something was bothering him, and he could not place the feeling, could not pinpoint the problem which was elusive in his mind, elusive as trying to clench the winds in his fists.
It might have something to do with how his father would feel when he returned home. Boromir knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back anything from his father. Denethor's sharp intellect and quick observations were one thing Boromir wished would fade with age, but it was not, and probably, never to be. Yes, Boromir would not be able to hide anything from his father.
So, what was there to tell him? Plain and simple was always best. 'The Ring was in my grasp. And I let it go.'
Boromir couldn't help but wince as he imagined how his father's reaction would be.
The lord of Gondor was stirred away from his thoughts as Bawuer tossed a stick into their small fire, embers flying then disappearing into the dark sky. Unconsciously, Boromir lifted his head to stare into the stars above. It was late at night, and the stars winked ever encouragingly down to him, yet they did nothing to calm his uneasy spirit.
"Something troubles you, my lord?"
Not wanting to answer the query, and knowing silence would only cause more questions, Boromir decided to use an ever resourceful tactic he had learned when trying to avoid questioning from his father: Counter the question with another question, distract the other, and hopefully delay the giving of an answer. "What makes you say that?"
"Don't think I haven't tried that age-old strategy," Bawuer said dryly.
Boromir tried not to grimace. The Rohirrim was too sharp for his own good. The diversionary question had never worked on Denethor anyway. The next tactic was to tell the truth, but not the whole truth.
"I... have much on my mind."
"It must be a cartload of thoughts for you have been almost all entirely silent since leaving Helm's Deep," Bawuer said softly.
He did not know why, but Boromir felt himself wanting to confide in Bawuer. He might have had enough of the silence of the day. Or he simply wished to make the younger man feel better. But more likely was because of the desperation he felt in needing to bare his soul to someone, to anyone. Maybe it would take the loneliness away, maybe it would make him forget how much he wished it was Faramir he was talking to.
Faramir...
Seeing that Bawuer was waiting for him to speak, Boromir did so. "I guess it was only until leaving Helm's Deep that I truly understood that I would be heading home. You must understand that I haven't been home for... a very long time."
"I am sure all of Gondor is waiting eagerly for your return, your presence must be sorely missed," Bawuer remarked quietly.
Sighing, Boromir said, "Yes, the people of Gondor I'm sure will be overjoyed. Yet I have a suspicion that my father will not be so pleased when he knows the reason for my delay."
Bawuer cleared his throat. "You never truly explained why you were gone from Gondor."
Boromir could not help but give the other man a sad smile. How was he going to explain to Bawuer? The One Ring of doom had been found and he had a joined a Fellowship to take it to the Fires of Mount Doom to be destroyed. Boromir sobered instantly as he remembered that he had failed said Fellowship, and that the whole of Middle Earth rested on the shoulders of two hobbits.
"I cannot really tell you, for that I am sorry dear Bawuer. I wish I could, but I shouldn't. I do not wish to endanger you."
The man of Rohan nodded gravely. "Ah, a mission of great importance that must be kept a secret, is that it?"
Not knowing how else to put it, Boromir nodded back.
"Then that is all I need to hear." Bawuer turned away and began digging through some of the supplies. "Hungry, my lord?"
"Nay, I am too disturbed," Boromir said. "Oh, and Bawuer? I tire of you calling me 'my lord'."
Bawuer raised his eyebrows in mock seriousness. "You wish me to call you Lavlaisi?"
Chuckling, Boromir shook his head. "Boromir should suffice while there is no one else around."
"All right... Boromir." Bawuer began the task of pouring some of their water from a container into two cups. Boromir took one of the offered cups but was unnerved to see that Bawuer had a look on his face which could be translated as smugness. Trying to ignore the look, Boromir brought the cup to his lips and sipped the cool liquid.
The cool liquid soon became fire as it seemed to burn its way down his throat. Instantly his eyes began to water and Boromir involuntarily began coughing. Bawuer's action on the other hand was very voluntarily as he began to laugh out loud.
"What is this?" Boromir sputtered, staring into the cup and took a tentative smell.
"Just ale."
"This is most definitely not ale," Boromir said in disdain. "It is very... strong."
Bawuer grinned even as the Gondorian warrior glared at him. "This is the real thing, not the watered down liquid you're used to. Straight liquor." Bawuer raised his own cup. "We Rohirrim men know how to really drink."
"Are you suggesting that the men of Gondor do not know how to drink?"
Instead of answering, Bawuer only winked then downed most everything in his cup.
Boromir raised his eyebrows. "Do I sense a challenge?"
"You can take it any way you like," Bawuer said with a shrug but Boromir detected a slight smirk in his expression.
"In that case..." Boromir held up his cup in a salute and emptied half his cup in one swallow. Being caught unawares had been slightly embarrassing but he would make up for it. This time, Boromir was prepared and the liquid slid down his throat easily, the fire now welcomed freely. Appreciating the subtle warmth settling deep down in his being, he continued to sip his drink until the cup was soon empty.
Bawuer, who had also finished his drink, promptly filled both cups. Sharing a friendly smile, the two men clinked cups.
With that action brought back memories to Boromir, of the day he and Faramir had clinked glasses in a similar way. Toasting the recapture of Osgiliath, toasting a day to be always remembered as one of the best and worst days of his life.
Faramir...
Boromir wondered what his brother was doing now. He wondered how he fared. Most probably their father had sent Faramir back into Ithilien, more likely to get rid of him more than anything. Pain welled up inside Boromir thinking how foolish it had been for him to leave home on a fool's journey. He had done nothing for the Fellowship, he had been better off remaining in Gondor; dealing with enemies which were visible and real, not demons which plagued his soul. Demons which plagued his soul yet were just as real.
Wishing to forget, at least for a short while, Boromir struck up a conversation. "Tell me Bawuer, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
A simple question, one which would usually never get the kind of reaction Bawuer had as those words were uttered.
The cup making its way up to Bawuer's lips had stopped as the man's whole body stiffened. He sharply turned to face Boromir, his expression as unreadable as a blank parchment. But one emotion the observant Boromir perceived; sadness.
Turning away to stare into his drink, Bawuer answered in a very reserved tone. "One sister, an older sister." Saying thus, Bawuer took a large swig of his drink.
Curious to say in the least, Boromir was puzzled by Bawuer. A strange reaction though the other's response seemed normal enough.
He did not know if it was because of the drink in his hand but Boromir spoke, unusual to say the least since he always let others lead any casual conversation of length. It was safer that way, always safer to be on the defensive especially if the topic was on personal matters. But he threw caution to the wind and spoke up, if only to have the tense Bawuer relax.
"I have no idea what it is like to be the younger sibling, as you know I am the eldest with one younger brother. I always wondered though how it would be." He took a sip of his ale, looking over the rim of his cup to observe Bawuer. The man seemed to be listening so Boromir continued.
"I've always felt the need to watch over Faramir, he's always been the more sensitive of the two of us. Having the kind of father we share, a very busy man, we've always been very close. It's as if he is one half of me, and I am not quite whole without him."
Suddenly, fearing he had spoken too much, Boromir looked at Bawuer. The younger man was gazing into the fire, his manner to be that of one in deep thought. Wishing not to disturb him, Boromir finished his drink and set his cup down. He lay down on the ground, and stared up into the dark sky glittering with the heavenly stars.
Just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard Bawuer speak. "My sister and I... used to be close."
Boromir turned on his side so he could keep his eyes on the soldier.
"She and I would do everything together in our youth, both of our antics deemed wild and unseemly by all around us." The pain evident in his voice, Bawuer carried on. "But because of a difference in opinion, we began to drift apart."
Wistfully, Bawuer smiled down at the Steward's son. "Let us hope you and your brother never end up with the kind of strained relationship I share with my sister." Saying thus, Bawuer finished his drink and lay down for the night.
Dwelling on those words, his heart and head full of thoughts, Boromir settled down on the ground, turning his back to the fire. He felt bad for Bawuer, having to experience the breaking up of such a good relationship between two siblings. He wondered whether Faramir and he would ever end up that way. He seriously doubted it, they were too close, and he loved his brother too much to hurt him.
Without warning, his thoughts turned to those of the Fellowship. He pictured each and every one of them in his mind. The wizard, the ranger, the Elf prince, the gruff dwarf, and the hobbits. Sam. Pippin and Merry. Frodo...
He had let them down though he would never have wanted to. He had done the unimaginable, and had caused a chain of events which could lead to the downfall of Middle Earth.
Could the same thing happen between him and Faramir? Would he do the unforgivable, or had he already done the unforgivable act which would turn his brother against him? Faramir, he would have never acted the way Boromir had. Aragorn had refused the Ring; in Boromir's mind, Faramir too would have turned the Ring away.
How would Faramir react when he learns what he had done?
No, do not dwell on such thoughts.
Yet, they kept coming back.
An image of Faramir refusing to take his hand, refusing to look him in the eye. Finally turning away from him with a cold look.
Boromir knew he could take the rejection from the Fellowship, he would survive. Though he doubted his heart would ever heal from such a rejection, he would survive. He would have to.
He would also survive the rejection of his father, his brother had learned to handle it, so would he.
But Boromir knew deep down in his heart, if Faramir rejected him, he wouldn't be able to take it.
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With a cry, Boromir woke up in a cold sweat. He sat up quickly and looked wildly around. Besides Bawuer still sleeping nearby, not a soul was in sight.
The sky was still black, he had only been asleep for maybe a few hours. How he had fallen asleep with such dark thoughts swirling around in his mind was beyond him.
Sighing, Boromir got up quietly so as not to disturb his companion. Wrapping his cloak tightly around him to ward off the chill of the night, he walked over to where Maiorama and Ebon stood.
The two horses being the sensitive creatures they were, had woken up but seeing that it was only Boromir, relaxed instantly. Maiorama walked over to Boromir and stood still as he stroked her neck gently. Ebon, not to be outdone, also came to stand next to Boromir and nudged the man. Taking the signal to be a command, Boromir brought his other up to rub the horse between the ears. It seemed to be exactly what the horse wanted for Ebon grunted, appreciating the touch.
"I do not know why you give people such a difficult time," Boromir whispered condescendingly. "In reality you are a very gentle horse."
His answer was Ebon tossing his head, throwing Boromir's hand away.
"Obviously I was wrong," Boromir remarked dryly.
Turning away from Ebon to concentrate on Maiorama, the gentle mare settled her head on his shoulder. Smiling at the sweet act, Boromir continued stroking her. Elven horses were indeed uncommonly tender creatures. He felt himself relax with the soothing contact with Maiorama.
But soon he remembered why exactly he was here with his horse in the first place. He didn't remember the whole dream, though certain aspects of it were clearly imprinted in his mind.
He recalled how dark the dream had been, dark and deadly. At certain points he remembered a roaring flame, scorching to the touch. There was also the blackness of not even being able to see his own hand in front of his face. Blackness so deep it chilled him to the bone.
And the one figure shrouded with both flame and blackness. He couldn't remember the face, he didn't want to remember.
Closing his eyes, Boromir wondered if even his sleep would be tortured with unease and disturbance. Just as when was awake.
Strangely enough, or maybe not so strangely, Boromir recollected the words Bawuer had spoken before leaving Helm's Deep. 'The better I will feel the sooner you arrive in Gondor. I feel that your journey will be a dark one indeed, of that I am sure for my heart tells me so.'
And he hated himself for thinking so, but Boromir had the feeling that Bawuer had been very correct. He wished he was already home.
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Author's Note: So, was this chapter any good? I'm starting to reveal a bit more of Bawuer, yet I still have a few surprises up my sleeve! Also, who is this dark figure Boromir sees in his dream? Hee hee! More will be revealed in maybe the next few chapters.
Special Thanks To:
*Diadora* ~ Heya! How are you doing? I hope all is well with you! I hope you like this new chapter! Lots of Boromir-ness, our wonderful Gondorian warrior!
*Casey Shoemaker* ~ Glad you're still enjoying my story! Yeah, I'm happy I decided to keep Haldir into the story. I was wondering how I was going to pull it off since I was very set on not changing any of the story unless Boromir directly changes it. Haldir and Boromir swearing brotherhood to each other had been a spur of the moment thing, I'm glad you liked it! There will be more of our elf couple in the next chapter, though I'm still debating if whether to write more when they return to Lothlorien. Hmmm... ^_^ Thanks for reviewing once again!
*Sean/Boromir Fan* ~ Hello again! You are DEFINITELY Newsies obsessed. Hee hee, but so am I! *wink*! I hope you like all of the Boromir-ness and Bawuer-ness of this chapter. Nooooo... Bawuer has definitely not murdered someone, nor was he dumped in a ditch. Hee hee! Cool idea though. :P I'm thinking of writing something of Pippin in the next few chapters, and I know how much you're starting to like him. ^_^ Until next time!
*Alex92* ~ I'm glad you're liking the different POVs. I'm writing mostly from Boromir's POV now, though I'm kinda debating whether to skip writing about him in the next chapter. I have to explain what the other characters are thinking... Anyway, I'm LOL again while reading your review! Your version of Bawuer's 'past' is sooo funny! No, his mother wasn't a hooker and he wasn't abandoned. It's funny, you're the second person who has wondered whether he was abandoned from his parents. Hee hee! Smelled like wolf-poo? HAHAHAHA! *wipes laughter-tears from eyes* More of Bawuer will be revealed though I don't want to rush giving away too much at once. Hope you liked this chappie!
*Spry Sprite* ~ First off, I must apologize for not having read or reviewed any of your new chapters or your new story! I've gotten you on my author alert list but I've been so busy (as I explained in my author's note). I'm truly sorry, as soon as I get the time I'm gonna read it. I hope you understand. Back to your review, I'm glad you liked the previous chapter! Bauwer's past is indeed an... interesting one. I hope you liked this new chapter, I'll get more posted as soon as time allows.
*The Dark Wanderer* ~ Yeah, the Eomer and Bauwer conversations was very fun to write. Yup, and finally Boromir's going to go home! Don't worry, the journey won't be easy at all. *cackles evilly* :P It definitely is difficult keeping everything straight on the histories and names in Middle Earth. It's understandable about Gloredhel, when you wrote me I really thought I had made a HUGE error! Glad you like my story, here's a new chapter!
*iwantboromir* ~ Hello, thanks for reviewing! I can understand how busy the holidays have been, it's been hectic over here, too. I'm so pleased to hear you liked the scenes with Boromir, Bawuer, and Eomer. *begins to drool* They're definitely my favorite characters so far in writing. Cool, you got the LOTR Monopoly? How is it, is it pretty fun? If it is, I'll definitely try to buy it!
*aragorns-gurl33* ~ Glad you liked the previous chapter! Sorry that Boromir still hasn't met up with Aragorn and Co. He needs some more time to work everything out. Besides, I have an idea for a very dynamic and powerful meeting between two of the greatest men in Middle Earth (besides Faramir, Bawuer, and Eomer. ^_^) I read your story "Hope is Not Lost". I hope you got my review for it! Keep it up, wanna read more! Naamarie!
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*iron-eyes24* ~ Whoah, thanks for writing so much! It's greatly appreciated, I enjoy reading your reviews 'cause they're always soooo much fun! Glad you're liking Bauwer, he's also starting to have a special place in my heart, too. Maybe I'll write from his point of view in the next few chapters. Don't worry, it'll be a LONG time before my story is all over, I have tons of ideas to write out so probably this is an at least 50+ story. I'll be writing an e-mail when I update, I'm so pleased to see someone so addicted to my story! Hee hee! Well, Boromir IS going to meet up with Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli, but it'll be a while longer. Not telling exactly when though, that's my secret! LOL About what you wrote about 'in Denethor and Faramir, the blood of Numenor ran almost true', I also find it strange why not in Boromir? Because you brought it up, I'm going to be incorporating a cool idea into the story, thanks so much! I'm so glad you have Internet at your home now! Many congratulations! You got another story up? I'll have to check it out, I will as soon as I can. But it's pretty hectic in my house right now, it'll be hard to find the time. But I promise I'll read! Rereading my story? I'm very flattered! So glad you appreciate my giving everyone a special note, it's so much fun to do that and I really believe it gives a special connection with my readers. Hope you like this new chapter!
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*Acacia Jules* ~ Thank you for reviewing once again! Yes, the whole Eomer 'not knowing/knowing Boromir' is confusing though I've tried not to make it seem that way. My whole point in doing it is that Boromir HAS changed, his life was drastically and dramatically changed when he knows that though he was SUPPOSED to be dead, he was allowed to live. I think that would change anybody. Glad you like that there will be more of Kiefer, I hope you like him in this chappie! Don't worry, there will be more of Karl Urban before I'm done with this story!
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*Aelimir* ~ Hiya! How're you doing? I understand totally how busy it gets over the holidays. Besides that, because of the family crisis in my family right now, I've been so busy. I was lucky to finish this chapter up to update it. Yes, ROTK was fantastic! I only got to see it once though, but when it comes out on Feb. 14 here in Japan, I'll go see it again. Did you stay till the end credits? They have pencil sketches of the characters and Boromir's sketch was simply breathtakingly beautiful! Man, he is so handsome! I hope you like the more of Ebon in this chapter. ^_^ He's a pest, isn't he? I do believe he has pair-bonded with Maiorama. Thanks for all the new trivia you gave in your review! That's a cool idea about pair- bonding with other animals. I'll have to think up of something... Thanks! I'm finished for now in writing short vignettes, so I'll be putting all my focus on this story. Hope you like this new chappie with lots of Boromir!
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*Galadh* ~ Hi, and welcome to my 'family of reviewers'! Thanks so much for reviewing! It's ok to be obsessed about Boromir, my friend Maria and I am definitely obsessed! LOL He truly is a wonderful character and deserves to be alive. Legolas is an ok character, I just think they could've delved into his character more in the movies to make him more interesting. Hope you like the rest of my story!
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