He looked out on a valley filled with twisted and stunted trees that still offered a plaintive hint of green hinting at an ailing but unbroken spirit. Silence surrounded him; despite the warmth of the summer breezes, not a single bird's song could be heard.
Beside him, Faramir could feel his Elven companion stirring in sympathy and concern.
"It would take much work to restore," he affirmed, sweeping his hand across the vista eloquently. "Can it even be done?"
"Aye," Legolas replied, squatting to run his fingers through soil that held the promise of new life. "Ithilien shall bloom again."
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