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eldritchhobbit gave me a paid LJ account as an early birthday present! So now I can have up to 15 icons!! *revels in the joy*
Here's the latest of the Éowyn/Faramir snippets.
Day Two: Acquiescence
Éowyn stood, staring down on the field where she should have perished. Others now lay dying, and she, like a wounded bird in a gilded cage, could only watch, helpless.
She cursed fate.
“Lady Éowyn?” fate replied in the gently commanding voice of Steward Faramir.
He was still her sole hope to be able to descend from these heights, to take up her arms again; to be set free.
“I am here,” she answered.
eldritchhobbit gave me a paid LJ account as an early birthday present! So now I can have up to 15 icons!! *revels in the joy*Here's the latest of the Éowyn/Faramir snippets.
Day Two: Acquiescence
Éowyn stood, staring down on the field where she should have perished. Others now lay dying, and she, like a wounded bird in a gilded cage, could only watch, helpless.
She cursed fate.
“Lady Éowyn?” fate replied in the gently commanding voice of Steward Faramir.
He was still her sole hope to be able to descend from these heights, to take up her arms again; to be set free.
“I am here,” she answered.