For the "Swimming" prompt.
He is sure there was fire: remembers burning, and acrid smoke. But now he’s sunk in deep, deep water, far down, crushed by weight and darkness.
Did the great wave come at last? And then: Am I dead?...
Somewhere far off, dimly, there’s light – and a voice, faint at first; suddenly he wants, above all, to reach them. The current pulls him away – he struggles, swimming against the tide –
It calls his name, this voice never before heard yet somehow always known. At last, he opens his eyes.
“My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command?”
(Faramir's first words to Aragorn are a direct lift from the text of RoTK)