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A Father's Love by Nancylea

Author: Nancylea
Title: A Father's Love
Theme: Father's Day
Elements: “…Faramir moaned and called on his father in his dream.

Denethor started as one waking from a trance, and the flame died in his eyes, and he wept; and he said: ‘Do not take my son from me! He calls for me.’

‘He calls,’ said Gandalf. ‘but you cannot come to him yet. For he must seek healing on the threshold of death, and maybe find it not. Whereas your part is to go out to the battle of your City, where maybe death awaits you. This you know in your heart.’
(RotK, Bk. V, Ch. VII, “The Pyre of Denethor”)
Summary: Faramir's dream brings back memories
Word Count: 722



A FATHER’S LOVE


“Father! Father, don’t leave me! Please, I’ll be good; don’t leave me.”

Legolas and Gimli paused as they walked in the Steward’s Garden. “That’s Faramir. Can you see him?” asked Gimli.

Legolas was already moving toward the stately stand of trees. “There, under those trees over here. He seems deeply asleep, should we wake him?”

“I think we must. You see how upset he is; sure it isn’t a nightmare, but it isn’t pleasant either.”

“He’s such a private man; he won’t appreciate our hearing this.”

“All the more reason to wake him.” Saying as much, Gandalf reached over to take Faramir’s shoulder in hand. “Wake, lad, awake; ‘tis only a dream.”

Legolas looked at Gimli, pointing at Gandalf {when did he get here} written across his face. Gimli shrugs, {wizards.}

Faramir’s eyes fluttered slightly, and then opened wide. “He wanted me!”

“Of course he did. I told you when he sent you back out to Osgiliath; he loved you and would remember it before the end.” Waving his fingertips at Legolas, Gandalf suggested that e be given some privacy with the distraught younger man. Bowing slightly, Gimli and he left.”What was it that you dreamed?”

“I saw my father standing over me waving a flaming sword, then a flash of pain; and he’s further away. I called to him, he begged someone not to take me. He begged.” Sobs shook Faramir, “He begged to keep me.”

“Yes, yes he did. But you needed healing. And the City needed her leader; he just couldn’t see the glimmer of hope still hanging there for him to catch onto.”

“I remember what Beregond told me of that night.”

"…Faramir moaned and called on his father in his dream.

Denethor started as one waking from a trance, and the flame died in his eyes, and he wept; and he said: 'Do not take my son from me! He calls for me.'

'He calls,' said Gandalf. 'But you cannot come to him yet. For he must seek healing on the threshold of death, and maybe find it not. Whereas your part is to go out to the battle of your City, where maybe death awaits you. This you know in your heart.' (RotK, Bk. V, Ch. VII, "The Pyre of Denethor")

“And you are right, he couldn’t see any hope; he had only seen hope in Boromir’s return, he never thought of any other outcome. But at the end, he did love me, he wanted us together.”

“Do you want to be ‘together’ if it means you must die?”

“Yes, I would like to be together with Boromir, father and mother; I just believe it isn’t the right time. I have things to accomplish in this life. Yes, you did the right thing keeping us apart. I just wish… Oh well wishes are for candles and wells.”

“What can I do to help you with this knowledge?”

“I think next year, maybe even the year after, when people aren’t so raw from the losses f this war; we need a day to celebrate family. The unity of kinship. Knowing that you are loved and wanted, maybe even needed.”

“We’ll make it a royal decree, the third Sea-day of every Narie.” Aragorn stepped into view.

“How came you to be here?”asked Faramir, struggling to straighten his garments, bow, and rearrange his hair all at the same time.

“Legolas and Gimli said you seemed a little upset. Thought it might be a good idea to have ‘healing hands’ close. So I came out, you seem to have handled the problem quite well, let’s go find some lunch.”

“Lunch!”

“Yes, food.”

“Pippin, Merry, you fools, we weren’t going to let on we were here, remember?”

{Gentle??? Hobbits?} Snicker, snicker.

“Well, since we now know you’re here, would you care to join us for lunch? My cook tells me that the chef has found five new ways to prepare mushrooms. I’m sure we could have at least one demonstrated.”

Nods breaking out in the group, Frodo answered. “As long as you ask so nicely, we would be honored to join the three of you for luncheon. Might we invite you to supper?”

As the group moved away, Faramir glances up and mutters to himself.

“I’ve got to get a better gate; everyone seems to be able to wander through here!”

Comments

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shirebound
Jun. 16th, 2008 11:11 pm (UTC)
Awwww, this is sweet. I'm glad everyone could cheer up Faramir.
nancylea57
Jun. 17th, 2008 06:12 am (UTC)
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gee this pats really do feel good. so let's return the favor i just love tulip, wee pippin, little leggers and tiny estel please more, more, more
blslarner
Jun. 17th, 2008 12:35 am (UTC)
Yes, for a private bit of the garden it DOES appear to be perhaps a bit too actively visited? A better gate does seem in order. Nice giggle.
nancylea57
Jun. 17th, 2008 06:15 am (UTC)
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thank you. i have this picture of the garden, a che-shire cat and lazarus long petting it
harrowcatliz
Jun. 17th, 2008 07:14 am (UTC)
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Hee what timing. I am just re-reading 'Time enough for love!' I think that he would delight in ME but pretend/wish to stay away from the battle with Sauron
dreamflower02
Jun. 17th, 2008 01:19 am (UTC)
Nancy, what I enjoyed about this little story is that the whole Fellowship seems to have adopted Faramir as one of themselves, taking care of him the way they take care of one another--just delightful.
nancylea57
Jun. 17th, 2008 06:18 am (UTC)
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how could they not he's big man's baby brother,this is the reason boromir strove so hard, to protect his baby brother, the ginger puss
mrowe
Jun. 17th, 2008 10:26 am (UTC)
That garden definitely needs a better gate *g* and of course the sad thing is that Denethor /did/ love Faramir.
nancylea57
Jun. 17th, 2008 03:35 pm (UTC)
perhaps the saddest thing is that we could each find our own faramir if we looked, can we find the courage to face ours before death? i know my family has learned to end every conversation with "i love you". it sometimes is begun with "at this moment,i really don't like you; but....i do love you"
lindelea1
Jun. 17th, 2008 03:50 pm (UTC)
A better gate. Definitely. {loved the asides}
nancylea57
Jun. 17th, 2008 04:59 pm (UTC)
thank you, i'd like to think that all the lovely stories i have read have helped me; and now i regret not fb-ing earlier. you are a lovely writer. please tell me we will be getting knitted socks back from your beta someday.
ceshaughnessy
Jun. 20th, 2008 11:21 pm (UTC)
Nancylea, I really like this little story, and had great fun reading it! Faramir is a special man with a great deal of passion for life and for those he cares about, and I always enjoy stories that include him. I'm also partial to seeing the Fellowship together, so this was a double treat - thank you!

Oh! And thanks for the sweet comments about Tulip, I'm very pleased you enjoy seeing her and wee Pip in my stories!!
nancylea57
Jun. 21st, 2008 03:50 pm (UTC)
there are so many of you out there that do this SO WELL, I was a bit intimidated to try but its really fun, thank you for setting a standard that is hard to beat.
ceshaughnessy
Jun. 21st, 2008 04:47 pm (UTC)
That's very sweet of you to say, Nancy. Remember that every writer started out somewhere, though. And, I'm glad you overcame those feelings and gave it a try - aren't you glad you did?? I remember feeling like that in the very beginning, and since then I have met and worked with many wonderful and supportive people!

Welcome aboard!!!
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