Minas Tirith, the Great Hall
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Billy remembers how it felt, singing in the Great Hall. Faramir present by his exile, the loss of his courtly love for home and country singed by his father's madness and the fires of Mordor. Pippin, who had had so little interest in anything but Merry and home, now clad in the livery of Minas Tirith, alone of the company to protect Middle Earth against this darkness from the East, sitting, legs dangling, on the cold marble bench in the enormous space, his thin clear voice a bit of white smoke from an unquenchable light rising like incense to the ceiling before.
He'd never been much of a one for singing in church before that. But he'll never forget how prayer rises in song from the heart, now. He'd meant to bring the song to life. He'd never thought it'd bring such life to Faramir's struggle, or to the way one man's- or hobbit's- life can mean so much in the bigger scheme of things.
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For you, love. Doesn't nearly do justice to scene or actors or characters, but I love you dearly, and not least for your love of Pip and Faramir and Billy and Dave and all things LotR.
Many happy returns.
foxrafer on the occasion of her birthday~~
Billy remembers how it felt, singing in the Great Hall. Faramir present by his exile, the loss of his courtly love for home and country singed by his father's madness and the fires of Mordor. Pippin, who had had so little interest in anything but Merry and home, now clad in the livery of Minas Tirith, alone of the company to protect Middle Earth against this darkness from the East, sitting, legs dangling, on the cold marble bench in the enormous space, his thin clear voice a bit of white smoke from an unquenchable light rising like incense to the ceiling before.
He'd never been much of a one for singing in church before that. But he'll never forget how prayer rises in song from the heart, now. He'd meant to bring the song to life. He'd never thought it'd bring such life to Faramir's struggle, or to the way one man's- or hobbit's- life can mean so much in the bigger scheme of things.
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For you, love. Doesn't nearly do justice to scene or actors or characters, but I love you dearly, and not least for your love of Pip and Faramir and Billy and Dave and all things LotR.
Many happy returns.
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Date: 2010-03-31 11:24 am (UTC)That's lovely.
Happy Birthday to
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Date: 2010-03-31 11:46 am (UTC)bless her, for this comm.
so much fun.
I missed all the early years of LotR fandom, so this is really delightful for me.
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Date: 2010-03-31 06:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-02 05:18 am (UTC)i love her, she's an inspiration. and so's this scene.
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Date: 2010-04-02 05:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-02 05:17 am (UTC)i love that scene, but this is the first time i've *heard* this while thinking of it.
i really need to get my dvd player fixed, so i can watch the movies again. *nods*
*moar overtime*
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Date: 2010-04-04 07:54 pm (UTC)