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multiversallogs2011-11-05 02:37 am
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Today, life is good
Who: Boromir and Faramir
What: 'Tis a Tale of a Most Epic Reunion of Bros
Where: Just outside the Inn
When: Soon after Faramir's arrival
Warnings: Maycontain ridiculous amounts of sentimentality INDUCE PUKING OF RAINBOWS ALL OVER THE PLACE
Once he stepped outside Faramir closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling softly. The cool breeze on his face revived his spirits but his hands were still cold, his chest aching with the aftermath of the onrush. All of his memories before the world had turned dark were sketchy at best and it brought a pain of doubt and uncertainty with it. Had he then fallen in battle, thus being reunited with his brother in death?
He opened his eyes again, taking in the view around him, his hand running idly over the Inn's wall. What a strange place indeed, with doors that would not open and devices that would allow you to speak over such vast distances.
He briefly considered pulling the CiD out and examine it again but other things were far more important now. Watching expectantly he strained his ears for the familiar sound of hooves.
What: 'Tis a Tale of a Most Epic Reunion of Bros
Where: Just outside the Inn
When: Soon after Faramir's arrival
Warnings: May
Once he stepped outside Faramir closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling softly. The cool breeze on his face revived his spirits but his hands were still cold, his chest aching with the aftermath of the onrush. All of his memories before the world had turned dark were sketchy at best and it brought a pain of doubt and uncertainty with it. Had he then fallen in battle, thus being reunited with his brother in death?
He opened his eyes again, taking in the view around him, his hand running idly over the Inn's wall. What a strange place indeed, with doors that would not open and devices that would allow you to speak over such vast distances.
He briefly considered pulling the CiD out and examine it again but other things were far more important now. Watching expectantly he strained his ears for the familiar sound of hooves.
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"Oh, for--" No, no, he will not say what's on his mind. Well, maybe a little. And perhaps his fist thumps down on the table, making his plate jump slightly. "What was he thinking? Is it not enough to lose one son that he must condemn the other in his folly?"
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He watches Boromir, a pained expression on his face. If this upsets his brother so deeply, how can Faramir ever bring himself to tell the whole tale?
"Please, I beseech you, do not speak of him in anger. He misses you with a sad and heavy heart."