Crowning Glory - A Trio of F/E drabbles
Faramir reluctantly prepared to depart on the morrow. His duties required him to spend several weeks in the City.
Éowyn was already in bed when he reached their chamber, her unbound hair spread across the pillow like a pool of gold glistening in the candle light.
Entranced, Faramir ran his fingers through her silken locks.”
“I want you to remember me like this while we are apart,” said Éowyn. “Keep this close to your heart,” She snipped a lock from her tresses.
“Éowyn!”
Her kisses silenced him while her hair caressed his face. It smelled of violets and of hay.
Éowyn was already in bed when he reached their chamber, her unbound hair spread across the pillow like a pool of gold glistening in the candle light.
Entranced, Faramir ran his fingers through her silken locks.”
“I want you to remember me like this while we are apart,” said Éowyn. “Keep this close to your heart,” She snipped a lock from her tresses.
“Éowyn!”
Her kisses silenced him while her hair caressed his face. It smelled of violets and of hay.