Source: Ummm – might be in Lorien…?
Disclaimer: Tolkien and his heirs know it’s all there’s – bar this bit.
Notes: It’s late at night - Aragorn is talking to… someone…
"My history is writ large across my body. This necessary cut made by a healer’s blade; that slashed thigh from a Haradrim’s lance. The pale star a corsair’s arrow and the friend’s knife that cut it out made. The white line at my lip left by an orcish axe when exhaustion slowed me… my scars are numerous.
Would I wish my skin to tell a different tale? To be smooth as a courtier’s? Or soft as a merchant’s? My life was mapped out by the past, before I was born. – even in dark times of doubt, I cannot change history."