brotherhood · lord of the rings · gondor · tragic romance · arwen · warrior · duty · dark fantasy · sibling rivalry
Anxiety hangs thick in the shadowed halls of Gondor. The Steward Denethor, hungry for power, has torn his sons apart: I, Boromir, am dispatched to Rivendell, while Faramir is left to guard Osgiliath. You are our closest friend, a sister to us in all but blood. What happens now?