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The Lyric Table
Title: Retreat
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Characters: Denethor, Finduilas, Boromir, and Faramir
Prompt: 35. Another orphaned field, another broken shield; another voice that whispers: escape, escape, escape
Word Count: 172
Rating: G
Summary: Denethor watches his sons' training intensively.
Author's Notes: Not my characters.
There is a difference between training and the battlefield. Any raw recruit might falter when the orcs come, any man might retreat into the comforting numbness of shock when he is first wounded. There would be one other difference, for them, though.
Denethor had not told them. His father had not told him. There were no words adequate for it.
As boys, his sons had studied under the finest arms-masters Gondor had to offer. Faramir was eager enough to please, but Boromir had taken to his studies with a passionate ferocity that scared his mother. Truth be told, it began to unnerve Denethor as well, as the boy surpassed trainer after trainer.
The Steward insisted that the boys be put through as many rigors as possible, verging upon brutal himself as he watched over their progress. He still feared that it would not be enough.
Any man might retreat. But the sons of the Steward would have to do so while still facing the enemy, standing between the shadow and the fallen.
Title: Retreat
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Characters: Denethor, Finduilas, Boromir, and Faramir
Prompt: 35. Another orphaned field, another broken shield; another voice that whispers: escape, escape, escape
Word Count: 172
Rating: G
Summary: Denethor watches his sons' training intensively.
Author's Notes: Not my characters.
There is a difference between training and the battlefield. Any raw recruit might falter when the orcs come, any man might retreat into the comforting numbness of shock when he is first wounded. There would be one other difference, for them, though.
Denethor had not told them. His father had not told him. There were no words adequate for it.
As boys, his sons had studied under the finest arms-masters Gondor had to offer. Faramir was eager enough to please, but Boromir had taken to his studies with a passionate ferocity that scared his mother. Truth be told, it began to unnerve Denethor as well, as the boy surpassed trainer after trainer.
The Steward insisted that the boys be put through as many rigors as possible, verging upon brutal himself as he watched over their progress. He still feared that it would not be enough.
Any man might retreat. But the sons of the Steward would have to do so while still facing the enemy, standing between the shadow and the fallen.