Rating : G
Disclaimer: All are Tolkien’s – I just channel his characters now and again.
Notes: …how sharper than a serpent’s tooth,
It is to have a thankless child!
At his brother’s behest I gave him the Rangers – he was never the knight Boromir was, to command the Citadel Guard. I let him have his rag-bag of chosen men. Green-clad ruffians fighting on foot ahead of the real troops, clearing sniping archers and the like – that was his mettle!
He left Boromir to the mercy of the waves. He should be anointed, laid in the Silent Street – if Boromir waits not, why should we tarry? All is fire and ash – hold Osgiliath – that was all I asked – and he failed me.
Thankless child, after all I did for him!