1. Wild Strawberries
"Come on...nearly there."
Faramir knew he had run out of credibility when Elboron instead stopped completely, folded his insect-bitten arms and stared down at his boots. The entire posture shouted "liar".
Time had come to give in. He lifted his son onto his shoulders.
For several days he had been chased by the memory...a hillside of wild strawberries - a long time ago.
Now he was on his way there, driven by an urge to bring Elboron – a long walk on a hot day, he didn't quite understand.
They had been lost in the forest, hungry and happy, Boromir and him.
A perfect day of freedom - and the end of his childhood.
Faramir had been prepared for disappointment - memories can play cruel tricks, but the strawberries still grew like the small blood-red lanterns Boromir and he had pulled off and devoured in their voracious hunger. The sensation of the juicy sweetness of the berries filling his mouth had stayed with him ever since.
Faramir picked two straws, thread them carefully with strawberries and gave them to Elboron. The boy looked puzzled, but accepted the gift solemnly. He started pulling the berries off carefully and put them in his mouth, one by one.
Looking at his son's dark head Faramir was assailed by a feeling of almost painful happiness; making has hands shake and his cheeks wet.
He was alive, he was back...here.
In the hot afternoon, through the thinning fabric of memory, he saw two figures, one tall, the other shorter, and heard lilting snatches of voices and laughter.
Then the tallest turned slowly until he was facing the direction of Elboron and himself, and paused.
Faramir felt him watching them, from the other side of the memory.
"When the world is this beautiful it doesn't matter that we can't remain," Faramir whispered...to no-one in particular.
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