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| My Sword Weeps - Book Two - 'My Sword' Series by Agape4Gondor | 2 Review(s) |
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| Fimbrethil | Reviewed Chapter: 32 on 12/30/2025 |
| “‘I am only an hour’s ride from Calenhad. If I push myself, I might be able to make it there by midnight. If the leg will hold me. If I do not bleed out and faint. If I am not followed and killed on the spot.’ He dug his fingers into his palms. Hysteria threatened to envelope him again. ‘I am tired and hungry and afraid. It will pass,’ he told himself.” hmmmm. Faramir! I hope not! “Elladan, sensing the smell of Orcs, forgot Aragorn’s promise to Elrohir; all memory vanished but the pain-filled face of his mother. His skin prickled as anger and hatred drove all other thought from him. Clenching his teeth, he swung his sword slowly in an arc, preparing to avenge her once again. He began to shake as battle lust filled his fëa. The predator stepped forward, the Elf left behind. He had become a killing machine again.” Uhoh. Especially id it is Éomund. | |
| Larner | Reviewed Chapter: 32 on 3/23/2007 |
| Alas, the apparent despair of the moment. But where is Faramir now, and how is this awful lord to be bested? Author Reply: Drat - seems like one little thing is taken care of and another disaster strikes! Life can be most difficult and frustrating. As for Faramir.... | |