Comments | hearts_andminds: Another holiday, of sorts (Open)

faramir_hurin in hearts_andminds

Another holiday, of sorts (Open)

Jun 20, 2010 02:37

There is another one of those Earth holidays today. Father's Day. My father is here but I am sure he does not wish to see me. I am myself a father, but my son is gone. This reminder makes it hurt more than I really thought it would. I'll see him again, and his mother, I just don't know when ( Read more... )

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rohans_eowyn June 20 2010, 08:41:11 UTC

"Your mind always seems to be occupied every time we meet, Faramir," smiled Eowyn as she approached him. She was unaware of the holiday that is Father's Day. To her, it was just another typical Sunday afternoon in the village, and when she spotted him in the park, she thought it was only fitting if she went over and greeted him. Their previous encounter had been the most words they have ever exchanged between the two of them, and she found him to be a pleasant enough individual.

Once she got past his quiet exterior, that is.

faramir_hurin June 20 2010, 17:35:02 UTC

"I'm told I think too much, Lady Eowyn. Perhaps it is so." It is surely so.

"Another one of the strange Earth holidays, Father's Day, is today. I am certain that I can best please my father today by not seeking him out." I close my eyes, embarrassed. "Please excuse me for saying such a thing. Things of late have been strained and my mouth speaks when it should keep silent."

rohans_eowyn June 21 2010, 06:11:39 UTC

"Do not apologize. Sometimes, talking can help, moreso than keeping your thoughts within you, confusing and tormenting you ( ... )

faramir_hurin June 21 2010, 13:46:30 UTC

Her words are so calming, and so like the things I usually think. It is others who say ill things of my father and I who defend him--because Lady Eowyn is right ( ... )

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burnbrightnfast June 21 2010, 09:19:19 UTC

There he was, in the park again. What was with him an brooding outside? Dream would always hole himself up in his realm and broadcast his brooding to everything that he could. But this interest in walking... No, only the Prodigal Son had ever done his brooding that way.

Desire didn't like the Prodigal Son.

It had been on edge since the conversations with John - those had not gone the way it had wanted. And now it just didn't know what it wanted in the first place, anymore.

Pushing that aside, Desire clad itself in its disguise. Drawing the comfort of at least faked serenity over its troubled thoughts, it started towards Faramir.

faramir_hurin June 21 2010, 13:49:07 UTC

I look up when I note someone coming my way and start, somewhat guiltily, when I notice who it is. Why should I feel guilt? There is no fault in caring, in missing my family.

Or perhaps it's the things I've been considering since speaking with John at the Sin.

"Tabitha. How fare you this day?"

burnbrightnfast June 21 2010, 18:12:36 UTC

"Better than last time we met. And how are you, Faramir?" Desire smiled at him, reaching her hands to twine her long dark hair up and secure it to her head.

faramir_hurin June 21 2010, 20:39:02 UTC

"I am glad you are better. I am much the same, though the loss is different." I stand and half-bow. "On this holiday to honour one's father, I find the loss of my son and his mother even greater than it was yesterday."

I would not speak of my own father again with Tabitha.

"I miss them, of course, though I find pleasure in the knowledge that I have a son and I will see him again."

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