Date: 2011-05-24 06:57 pm (UTC)
"My lady."

Faramir inclined his head, giving Éowyn a resigned smile that was neither sorrowful nor joyful. He had accepted his fate, such as it was. He was merely glad that he had a chance to see her face once more before riding out to meet it. It was difficult to see the woman he can come to consider a friend so burdened with sorrows. He wanted to remind her not to lose faith. He would not live to see a Middle-earth at peace, but Éowyn would. He could not bear to think otherwise.

"Duty calls to all of us. We have no choice but to answer."
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