#83 Fight On
Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as Boromir tried to clear his mind. Just minutes before he had the upper hand and the enemy appeared to be retreating. He was completely unaware of the Uruk-hai that pulled out a large crude bow and was now aiming to shoot him a second time.
As Boromir kept fighting, his vision coming in and out of focus, the only thing going through his mind was to protect the two halflings, Merry and Pippin from being taken. He told them to flee, but upon seeing him shot a third time and brought to his knees, they refused to leave him.
Boromir tried to rise to his feet, but he knew it was over. The orcs had taken the hobbits, Frodo was gone, and Gondor was now going to fall. Looking the enemy in the eyes, he prepared himself for the final blow which would end his life. Let death come swiftly; he thought to himself trying to hide the fear that was quickly overtaking him.
