Character: The Fellowship -- sorta
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine
*hides from possible reactions*
He jerked awake, heart pounding.
The others were sleeping, except for Gimli, who was on watch.
He had heard someone whisper his name; he would swear it. Quietly, insistently beckoning him. Asking for help; nay, almost begging for it.
He knew it had not been the Dwarf – the voice had been too soft, too gentle. But no-one else was awake, not even Aragorn or Gandalf, and Legolas was nowhere to be seen. All was still and peaceful.
Unnerved, he lay back down, drawing his blankets tight around him.
Faramir, the voice came again, insinuating, seductive. Faramir. Gondor can be saved.