Characters: Eowyn, Faramir. Eowyn's POV
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Tolkien.
We were pulled ashore you and I...and told to live.
A big place, the future... I wasn’t at all sure I belonged there, but when someone has fought to save you, you owe them to stay...at least for a while.
Mine was a hueless world; muted...dead to my touch, but the texture of your sorrow brought a tingle to my fingertips.
You were different to other men; wiser, stronger...frailer.
Ours became a quietly relentless intimacy...like salt diffusing in water.
And the future a place where I dared stretch my hand out, and perhaps watch moonlight fall into my cupped palm.