3. Council of Despair
For the "Rowing" prompt.
11th March 3019, Minas Tirith
"You can yet row back from this… this madness, nephew!" Imrahil urges. "Not a captain on the Council would seek to hold Osgiliath. They begin to murmur over the Steward's state of mind –"
Faramir shakes his head. "You heard him, Uncle. He cannot forgive me… for yet living, while Boromir is dead. But he cannot bring Boromir back – so in twisted justice he seeks to make an end of me."
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