It was a dark cool night with the stars and crescent moon as the only light. The White Tree of Gondor, lifeless for many years now stood tall in the center. Two figures stood close to one another beneath the tree. The two figures embraced then broke apart. The tall figure of the man left first. His was a face all would recognize; Boromir of Gondor. The other lingered for some time then left as well. Her hood was pulled up, revealing only grey- blue eyes in a pale face solemn face.