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Falcon and the Star-Raksha the Demon
Here, in my keeping, was a treasure beyond price: the virtues of the Southern Kingdom embodied in one man: the ancient pride and traditions of Westernesse, the courage at arms and desire for peace, the love of music and lore, the keenness of mind and generosity of heart, passed down from our lost home in Númenor to this last Steward to guard the realm. Gondor and Faramir had suffered, but had never yielded. "I will save you," I vowed, to both the realm and the man. "I will guard you as long as I can. And if the Enemy falls, I promise, I will renew your strength. "
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/3234941/3/
A Game of Chess- Altariel
I knew, none better, how the darkness would have slid its grip imperceptibly about his throat. And I could remember so clearly his face, when first we met, very grave and held very still, but yet able to show me pity in my own plight.
Here, in my keeping, was a treasure beyond price: the virtues of the Southern Kingdom embodied in one man: the ancient pride and traditions of Westernesse, the courage at arms and desire for peace, the love of music and lore, the keenness of mind and generosity of heart, passed down from our lost home in Númenor to this last Steward to guard the realm. Gondor and Faramir had suffered, but had never yielded. "I will save you," I vowed, to both the realm and the man. "I will guard you as long as I can. And if the Enemy falls, I promise, I will renew your strength. "
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/3234941/3/
A Game of Chess- Altariel
I knew, none better, how the darkness would have slid its grip imperceptibly about his throat. And I could remember so clearly his face, when first we met, very grave and held very still, but yet able to show me pity in my own plight.
At that his face was overcome with sorrow, and then he told me why it was that his brother had felt the need to redeem himself with a sacrifice. And I listened as he spoke and grieved for him, for I could think of my uncle and my cousin without any stain on their memory, and he could do this for neither his brother nor his father.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/220665?view_full_work=true
and this author makes me cry with this fic. a good kinda cry
These words are not my own but gosh i want to write like this haha
https://archiveofourown.org/works/220665?view_full_work=true
and this author makes me cry with this fic. a good kinda cry
These words are not my own but gosh i want to write like this haha