1. The Lantern Bearer
He lifted his face to the stars. Glimmering they were, a thousand torches in the dark.
How quiet it was now, this hour before the breaking of the storm. He could feel the hearts of men quickening with fear; he could feel his own, fluttering strangely, like the wings of a bird in flight.
"Seven stars, seven stones and one White Tree." Smiling, Boromir turned, and saw behind the golden lantern-light, his brother's shadowed face.
"A strange greeting, brother."
"Hardly. It is our battle-cry tonight."
Laughing softly, he took the lantern from his brother. "And a mouthful it is too."
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