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Subject: Wanted? Author: Faramir [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:17:45 04/07/02 Sun Again, Faramir wondered why he had to be here. Helm's Deep was being rebuilt, but after the initial plans it was so straight forward. Faramir supposed he had been placed there by an over territoral king, to keep him out the way. Faramir didn't mind having a king, the only way it affected him was that now, someone else did the paperwork! He still lived in the Palace of Minas Tirith, so all that changed was that he now had more free time. Or should do, if he wasn't here. His mind was cast to Eowyn. Strong and Striking. Although he missed his wife, they had had so little time together, with both of them well that is, that his lifestyle had barely been affected. He still lived like a batchelor, in his long absence from Minas Tirith, doing as he pleased, what, when and where. She had such a quick temper, and would always jump to conclusions. He was thankful she was not here, only missing her company at night. No, he liked his wife safely back at Minas Tirith, like a good Stewardess of Gondor. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]