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Drabble: "History Becomes Legend"

Title: History Becomes Legend
Author: Annmarwalk
Characters: Faramir, Rohirrim
Rating/Warning: None. Sad.
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed. Original version posted to the “History” challenge at tolkien_weekly, dusted off and shined up to bit to be posted here.

Author’s note: faramir_boromir mentioned this comm in passing this morning. It would be great to see some activity around here again; I'll try to do my part.


History Becomes Legend

Amid the noise and confusion of The Five Armies, Faramir had to struggle to understand the young Rohir, speaking haltingly in heavily accented Westron.

“Your brother, Lord Boromir ... well known ... noble man, mighty warrior ... beloved by our Prince. We have for him made a song -” He looked nervously to his friends for encouragement, as Faramir nodded his assent.

Stillness fell upon the room as the Rohirrim sang of bright sun, dark moon, valor, love beyond death. The words themselves were understood by only a few, but the power and majesty of the elegy spoke to the hearts of all.

Comments

Yay!! Glad to have some action here, and I'm loving the idea of the Rohirrim making a song for Boromir, whom they felt was almost one of their own.

the Rohirrim making a song for Boromir, whom they felt was almost one of their own.
Yep, "Any friend of our Prince is a friend of ours." I only wish they could have gotten togehter even half as much as we've imagined them together!

Glad to have some action here
faramir_boromir's gift ficlet will be set here; that should be coming along...ah...any time now...*shifty*

I popped in only the other day, remembering that no one had visited in an age. Old Butterbur will be pleased.

I'd never thought about the fact that rural Rohirrim would speak Rohirric as their first language and might not be that great with Westron. Every Rohir we meet in the books is attached to the court, and therefore quite well educated, but others might have a bit of a problem being understood in Minas Tirith.

There's more (new stuff) on the way; I'll also go through some other stuff and see what can be adapted. And talk it up a bit too.

That poor singer has a lot on his plate: aftermath of battle, strange city, strange language, and a VIP to chat with out of the blue! I'm surprised he didn't just squeek it all out - I surely would have.

I might try something historical for our little tavern.