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Heal the Mind (double drabble also for Well Deserved Rest challenge)
Also cheers to Professor today for his b-day- i'll have separate Tolkien Day for him tomorrow.
Faramir did not know what rest was until he was relegated to the Houses of Healing as he was recovering from the battle. He was under strict orders from Ioreth and the Warden that he not overexert himself. He was not accustomed to be bedridden for so long.
“Do you know when I can at least walk in the gardens?”
“You need to regain your appetite first and show us some strength.”
He had felt weak at first, but he was determined to recover; he wanted to stay hopeful despite the despair the city and he were feeling.
“Rest now and recover your strength. You will be needed more since you are the new Steward.”
Faramir did not understand, and no one told him details of his father’s demise. Another darkness laid upon his troubled heart. How he longed for the garden to at least let him not dwell on something he could not control.
That week, he finally felt better helping himself up from bed, felt more mobility from his shoulder, finished most of his breakfast, and thus was allowed out into the garden.
He felt most rested when he saw the most beautiful being come into his life.