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The Rival

Disclaimer: The characters are the property of the Tolkien Estate. No profit has been, nor will be made from this story

I look at the unconscious man’s face. How like his father he is!

I sense he is very near death.

 

Should Sauron fall, Denethor’s son would be the last obstacle between my hopes of Gondor’s crown and winning Arwen’s hand.

 

I am exhausted, yet Gandalf requests I heal my rival, the man who could destroy all my hopes.

 

I take Faramir’s hand and feel his brow. I sense a man of quality and goodness. I cannot allow this man’s life to be forfeit to the Dark Lord when I could prevent it.

 

Whatever it costs me, I must save him. 

A/N. A very personal view of a favourite moment from LOTR. Written for the "Difficult Decisons "Challenge.

 

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