what a heartbreaking chapter- i always knew that the realization that Boromir was dead would be heartbreaking for both but it is better to always grieve together rather alone. The emotions were all described so well in here. Brilliant as usual with the angst and drama.

It is so nice to see Faramir written well. He's always been one of my favorite characters from the Lord of the Rings book. I don't think the movie did a good job with him.

very interesting story!

This is a really beautiful story for me, though for me the story would end better with chapter 3.

I like chapter 4, but somehow it feels like an appendix.

The first chapters are beautiful, haunting, and very emotional, the last chapter is like a rollback into cold bleak reality for me.

A very satisfying story for a Faramir-fan like me.

Dear Altariel: This was an impressive and moving story. Poor Faramir-and poor Denethor. Oddly enough, I do feel a certain pity for the last Ruling Steward, although it doesn't keep me from wanting to smack him upside the head for the way he treated his younger son. Faramir's dreams were fascinating, and the dream he had of Boromir was very touching. You have portrayed Faramir in such a way that I greatly admire his strength of character and will, while at the same time pitying him for his grief over the loss of Boromir, and also pitying him for his father's callous, almost heartless, treatment of him. Thanks for writing and posting this. Sincerely, Darkover

Another excellent fic from you, and I appreciate the way you write the Faramir/Denethor angle - just enough angst without it making the story too heavy. Thank you, also, for your clear writing style - it's nice to have such well-written fic to read on a snowed-in night.

Poor Farmair.

I also grew up with dreams of the ineluctable wave, and recognised it when I first read LOTR. Faramir was a son of whom any reasoning father would have been proud: vision and honour and courage and unselfishness combined.

So I've been reading you without comment for a while, and I figured I'd better stop being invisible long enough to say: ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC!

I just read your fic, It's awesome, I like it so much.

I liked this one a lot too. You paint a great picture with words. Thanks!

Brill stuff! Faramir always struck me as the warrior-poet, Wilfred Owen sort (to swoon for!) scribbling his poems in the trenches. You've made him true to Tolkien. Keep writing!

Maybe it's because I know Denethor, but I can't help loathing him for the "you are my heir, make me proud" spiel. You be nice to my ahem, I mean our Faramir!
You find the perfect poems for your stories. I might have to go and find some TS Eliot anthologies. If only I could make my school work go away! In particular, "Consider [Boromir] who was once handsome and tall as you".
Another fabulous job! I might just not sleep tonight, but read your stuff instead.

There's that ring again! I've just had a thought. Good People keep their rings hidden. You really have to look to see them (or, alternatively, know that they are there and take it on faith). Bad People wear them openly. More than that, Bad People use the power of their rings openly, be it to strike someone, or to utterly destroy them.
Anyway, again, a very powerfully written chapter. Your Faramir continues to blow me away, and your Denethor is truly, well, I suppose piteous, if only because we know about the palantir. Speaking of the that, I am glad you have Faramir know, even if he is unable to prevent his father from using it.
Oh, and you got his age right! It's the little things I love.

One of the things I like the most about Faramir is his "otherworldliness", though I have never really been able to picture his dreams myself. I forget when exactly the EE of T came out, but what struck me about this chapter was how much like it your writing was, either by chance or purpose, particularly in how Boromir felt about Osgiliath, and in Faramir's visions of his dead brother. More than that though, I am in awe of his Numenorean dreams. You've written them so amazingly well.