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Hide and Seek - Faramir and Denethor |
My very first drabble. |
“Four…three…two…one…Ready or not, here I come!” The child was breathless, searching every nook with eager eyes. He dashed hither and yon, skirting tables – peering under benches, leaving no stone unturned. Giggling he rounded the great chair, not once but twice. As frustration turned childish glee to pouting tears, he spied it. A careless toe beneath the dragon tapestry. His quarry found at last. “Found you!” he cried, pulling the drape aside. Caught up in a father’s arms, he squealed in joy and planted kisses upon a well-loved face. And Denethor smiled down upon his youngest son and said: “Well played Faramir.” |