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History Becomes Legend
Amid the noise and confusion of the tavern, Faramir had to struggle to understand the young Rider, speaking haltingly in heavily accented Westron.
“Your brother, Lord Boromir… well known …noble man, mighty warrior…beloved companion to our Prince.
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.
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