4. Portents or Dreams
Portents or Dreams
"I saw him in flame and fire."
"Did you recognize the place?"
"Nay. He lay as if in a dream. I think... " Boromir's shoulders shook. "I think he was dead."
"Not Faramir. He is safe in the Esquires."
"He was older."
Théodred sat on his heels and took Boromir into his arms. "If I recall rightly, dear friend, Faramir is the one with foresight. You had a bad dream because he is now an esquire and wields a sword. Let it be. We will both be dead before he e'er comes near danger."
Boromir laughed. "Thank you - I think!"
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