Characters: Faramir, Elboron
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed.
Evaluating the Success of a Wetlands Restoration Project
"They were called the Dead Marshes", his father is saying, "because there was a great battle here, elves and orcs and men. A hateful place, reeking of death, even after all these -"
But Elboron is not listening. He is watching a flock of swallows, wheeling and dipping, gleaming indigo and gold. The mist over the marsh shimmers in the sun, and the air is heavy with the scent of watermint.
Later, he and his father dangle their feet in the cool water, minnows nibbling at their toes. Clumps of purple iris bloom all around, leaves tall and straight as swords.