Brilliant. Your writing style is so beautiful; it's fluid, and formal without being stilted. I especially love your last line - so powerful. Faramir is one of my favourite characters in the book, partly for the reasons you write about in this story; he's fearless, pure and honourable. A greater son born of lesser sires, indeed.

I love the way you turned Theoden's line to Saruman on it's head:

"A lesser son of great sires am I, but I do not need to lick YOUR fingers! Turn elsewhither! But I fear you voice has lost it's charm!"

Very powerful piece. Even though it is prose, it almost has a poetic feel to it. I can well imagine that these *were* Imrahil's thoughts and feelings on this occasion.

Well done!

- Deandra

Just heartrending and very well written.I love this glimpse of Imrahil's thoughts,it feels very true.

There is such a wonderful, wonderful rhythm to your words, carrying the heart onwards, it seems. It's incredibly moving.

I always love your stories, because you give so much insight into canon characters.
I love how you write also-descriptive when you need to be, but not overly so. Your writing is also clear and consice. :D

Bah, Losse. I know I don't review as much as I should, but this one compelled me to do so. Hauntingly beautiful.. the last line was exquisite. Well done!

Very well-written, and a nice look at Imrahil, a character far too often overlooked. And I like the anger he feels towards Denethor - heck, I'd be mad as a hornet too. ^^ Excellent.

Beautiful story. Imrahil's definitely one of the lesser-appreciated characters, I think, and you described his feelings towards Faramir wonderfully. I especially liked the last line.

"Is it not enough that you put him from your heart, that you must now fling him before the Nazgû l’s feet like some carrion offering, brother mine?"

What a great line! And what a wonderful vignette! I can just feel Imrahil's anger burning like Faramir's fever.

I hope you'll write a longer piece about Faramir...