For the "Endings" challenge on tolkien_weekly
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It is still early when they depart. In that grey and cold hour, the men riding with Faramir try to allay the fear and despair in the few gathered to bid them a quiet farewell – friends, fellow soldiers staying behind to defend the walls, wives and sisters who have not left the city. But no words of hope echoing emptily in the stillness can convince them that these men do not ride out to their end.
Faramir says nothing - he cannot tell them that perhaps for him hope ended the night he saw a grey boat in the Anduin.
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