Commitment is what lies at the heart of all noble warriors. Our very nature drives us to commit to the defense of our homeland, to go into battle to save those who cannot fight themselves, to defend the weak from those who would enslave them. Commitment is to speak of devotion to one's lands, one's people, one's loves ( Read more... )

My mother. Every year on the anniversaries of her death and her birth, I go to her tomb and lay perriwinkles there. They were, I am told, her favourite. I wonder what might have been had she lived, if Father would have been a different, happier man, if the lives of my brother and I would not have diverged as they have. I regret her loss most

I'm having serious problems with LJ (like a lot of people,) so if I'm behind on comments and topic posts, thats why. Every time I try to comment I get an error message and same for posting. Sigh. Hopefully this glitch, whatever it is, will be fixed soon.

Hugs,

Faramir!mun.

Though it may sound churlish, given my position as a Ranger and a healer, I would eat, drink and be merry. For on the morrow, we would be no more and I would have it that when that day came I would be able to face it with a song in my heart from a day and a night previously spent in the company of good people, enjoying good food and celebrating the ( Read more... )

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I am...well, I am confounded.

Alas, for a Ranger, there is little that can be called ‘typical’ about any of my days. The plans for the days are indeed typical, but with uncertainty and strife raging about us all, events often have a way of evolving into something unplanned. Sometimes, this is welcome, sometimes it is not ( Read more... )

I was overjoyed when Craig appeared, for it had been long since I had seen him. He looked well - healthy and hale, and was dressed in clothing that blended in with the landscape of the trees of the forest. He was also carrying two very large sacks - carryall's, he called them, which, upon opening, revealed all manner of weaponary that was both ( Read more... )

The hunt would have been long over and we would be roasting the fruits of the day over a warm fire. The deer would be well spitted and cooking merrily away and I would sit beside the fire, tending to the meal, with dear friends and companions. We would talk of many things, none of them sad or despairing, but instead cheerful, glad and joyful. The ( Read more... )

From my earliest childhood, my role model has always been my beloved brother, Boromir. Boromir has always been brave and courageous and strong and kind and noble. He has been kind to those who have needed it most and has helped any and all who needed it. He has never required anyone to be beholden to him, but has always been the picture of nobility ( Read more... )

Good: Good is my brother, the people of Arda, the woods of Ithilien. Good is peace, kindness, nobility, friends that are true and honourable. Good is being kind to others with no expectation of repayment. Good is being alive and enjoying the world created by the Valar.

Evil: Evil is Isildur's Bane, it's Master, and all their works.