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Unmusical When he’d first heard the horn as a child, resonating through Boromir’s high-ceilinged chamber, Faramir hadn’t quite cared for the sound, although Boromir felt it was sweeter than any song he knew. It was as Boromir grew older and left home more often that the loud blast came to appear as sweet to Faramir. The faintest peal had him running to the battlements to watch his brother ride in. He’d long forgotten once disliking the harsh sound until he heard it this time, so distant that if it weren’t for his father’s ashen face he’d have thought he dreamt it. *** For the "Music" challenge on Tolkien_Weekly |
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