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A gasp, a choking cough, and then Faramir is gulping great lungsful of blessed, cool air.
At first, his nostrils are still full of the stench of burning, and he shudders, seeking escape. Strong arms are there to hold him, though, and gentle hands ease him down. A quiet voice speaks his name.
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