A/N: I don't own them. I have to salute Tolkien for the characters and Pratchett for the titles, so far. Wargie says: don't forget to bring your lilac towel next week!
Title: Lavender and Lilac: A Hard-Boiled Egg
Rating: G
Pairing:(if there are any) Denethor/Finduilas implied, otherwise gen.
Summary: For Boromir, spring is a distraction.
Warning:(if there are any) None.
He had never made a note of it, honestly. The scent, when set off with smoke and sea salt, was so deeply embedded into his childhood that he only became aware of it by its absence.
The seasons blurred; their passings charted in tactical annotations; their days accounted for with men's deaths. The Captain-General did not stop to smell the roses, or any other flowers. Not when he saw what his men, - his brother, even - went through. Not when his father awaited some sign of hope for life beyond the river. Boromir sighed, trying to deny the smell.