May 26th, 2004

little brown bird


The only thing I have managed in days. (But perhaps it will make undonne and mrkinch happy... and I needed this icon...)

There are about 100 stills from the lighting of the pyre here. I apologize for the quality... I played with some of them for lightening and sharpening effects. If you want anything done to a particular cap, let me know and I'll try it.

little brown bird


for the Changing Times challenge at faramir_fics


He described the dream in detail: a rhyme of ancient lore; a journey, a burden, a quest. Then he waited for …what? Confirmation? Interpretation? Consent?

Faramir nodded. “That is just how the dream came to me.”

“But why?” Boromir questioned “What does your vision want of me?”

“Perhaps - something I am unable to give. Or, that only you, greatheart, can provide.”

He stood by the wall until even the dust of his brother’s riding was settled, and there was nothing to linger for. Gripping the hilt of his sword, he vanished into the woods while his brother pursued a dream.