The pain of the arrows that pierced his body was mild compared to the pain in his heart. He had betrayed the fellowship and lost his honor. Now he paid the ultimate price for his sins. He had failed to protect Merry and Pippin. No matter the cost, he had would have taken the ring from Frodo. He had shamed his father. Faramir would never admit his disappointment in his weakness. Gondor would fall. Hope was lost.

In his last moments, he saw the kingly heir of Elendil kneeling beside him. As Boromir lay dying, Aragorn whispered,

“Be at peace.”