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Title:A Sign of Hope In the sunny seclusion of the Steward's gardens, the old Wizard thoughtfully sat watching the birds searching for unwary insects. "Am I disturbing you?" asked the young man. "Not at all, my dear boy, I was thinking how people resemble birds," said Gandalf. "Your father now, reminds me of a hawk, for nothing escapes his attention." "An apt observation." Faramir seated himself beside his friend. "Which bird do you associate with Boromir?" "The jay; a colourful and sociable fellow." Faramir smiled as he watched the handsome bird strut across the lawn. "And what am I, Mithrandir?" he enquired. "I see you as a swallow, my boy," said the Wizard. Faramir looked slightly disappointed. The Swallow was a pretty and graceful little bird, but it seemed somewhat insignificant compared with the keen eyed hawk and handsome jay. Still, it was fitting enough for a younger son. "Why so downcast?" asked Gandalf. "The swallow comes with the springtime as a sign of hope, so what bird could be finer? However long and dark the winter the swallows will always return. Now I must return to the archives." With those enigmatic words, the Wizard rose from the bench leaving Faramir lost in thought. A/n. Winner MEFA 2009 – Races - Cross Cultural Gondorians |
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