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My Drabbles from Tolkien Weekly  by Mirkwoodmaiden

Eagles flew over the White City heralding joy and promise of a new future. Faramir looked to the skies and words of song filled his soul. He looked down into Éowyn's eyes so blue. "It is done." She looked into his saying, "This day shall be remembered for the joy it has brought." He smiled as his eye fell upon a forget-me-not nestled among. He held his precious one gently in his arms and looked over the City.  The sounds of celebration drifted up and started to heal the wounds in his heart. He would truly never forget this moment.

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