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    Sometimes, Aragorn thinks he can see Boromir out of the corner of his eye. It has been a year and a half. He ought to have stopped this after the first six months. He ought never to have seen him in the first place. Because what is there to see?

     

    Aragorn and Boromir - as memories and ghosts, sometimes these are one and the same, sometimes they're not. Or, as Anne Carson has it in Nox: "I fall, you fall, I have fallen, fell, a neutral verb, whence casual and casually."

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    16 Jun 2026

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    "Lady Galadriel's husband?" Faramir asks in turn, and then flushes — no man would appreciate being addressed as his wife's husband. Well, he wouldn't mind, personally. But he's not like most other men. Nor, it seems, is this silver-haired elf, who is outright laughing at Faramir's flustered apology.

    "Lady Galadriel's husband indeed, pleased to make the acquaintance of Lady Éowyn's betrothed," he smiles, bows low, and winks. "My name is Celeborn. And you have spent some time dead, I hear?"

    "I have," Faramir nods. "Six minutes, they say."
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    It is a day of statewide mourning in Gondor for the losses of the War of the Ring, a ritual involving mass funerary pyres. Celeborn and Faramir skive off and spend the day beside an oddly named river very few have heard of, and find they have more in common than a fear of fire.

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    After fleeing King's Landing, Sansa Stark is taken in by Petyr Baelish. To stay safe, she must become someone else, even if it means losing pieces of her along the way.

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    It is the first time the Four Hunters have had mattresses and sheets and blankets since Lórien, and even longer since they had such a thing of Man-make - threadbare enough for one such as Boromir to feel at home.

    Evidently, he does feel at home. When Aragorn comes to their room, in the middle of putting his pipe out, he finds Boromir collapsed face-down onto the bed with all his clothes on. He hasn’t even bothered to remove his boots.

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    The manner in which Boromir sleeps prioritizes, above all else, convenience.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    “Gandalf is going to turn me into a weasel,” Pippin told Boromir. “I shall need a pocket to ride in. May I borrow yours?”

    Boromir blinked. “Oh,” he said. “Ohh. Yes, certainly, so long as you are a weasel-sized weasel and not a hobbit-sized weasel.”

    Pippin turned to Gandalf, caught by this new idea. “Can you make me into a hobbit-sized weasel?”

    “For mercy's sake,” said Gandalf.

    In which Pippin has approximately sixty uninterrupted leagues to find out everything that can be found out from Gandalf and gets approximately sixty times more than he bargained for.

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