Altariel suggested a follow-up to the earlier drabble, involving the second son. I thought that seemed a very good plan, and this way I get to make a series of some sort of these:).
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Faramir resembled his father in many ways, yet Aragorn was struck most by where he differed.
Denethor’s eyes were steel and fire in the brightness of a summer morning; cold yet scorching, seeing more than one would want to show. And Aragorn knew he saw more than a ranger.
Faramir’s eyes were fevered and weary in the dimness of a torch-lit room. Yet, underneath the shadows kindled a fire piercing through the darkness - a steel-grey gaze, intense yet warm. And Aragorn knew he saw more than a healer.
'My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command?'
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The last line of course is filched from the book verbatim.:o