Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Total War (Denethor, Faramir) |
Prompts: Economy: War 7th March 3019: Denethor and the palantír |
| Total War "It is long since we had any hope." Faramir, "The Window on the West", TTT But before he left, they quarrelled. Not open hostilities, but that mutually assured destruction that has been their modus operandi for years. Not even death could bring them together. “We are bereft,” the other said, “but we must not despair. There is still hope.” He sees their emptied coffers and their opened veins. He sees a world in motion against him. He sees trenches, blitzkrieg, holocaust, fallout. He sees enemies at the gate, at the door, under the bed. He sees a mail clad fist punching at a human face, forever. “Hope?” he said. “My son, we are beyond hope.” |