“I am sorry. I did not mean to worry you,” she says.
He lets out a broken huff, just short of hysterical.
“They all said you would die,” he tells her. “The best healers are tending Mythal, and I could get none of them to see to you. The ones who came all said you would die. I was going to… I do not even know. Do something foolish, I suppose. I could not even find your mind in the Fade, until the end.”
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Procreate has been updated and now i have to adjust all brushes again…
Rather he was a man after the sort of King Eärnur of old, taking no wife and delighting chiefly in arms; fearless and strong, but caring little for lore, save the tales of old battles.
[ID: An edit for Boromir headcanoning him as aroace. it consists of 8 images in shades of blue, gold, and white, which are the colours of a common aroace pride flag.
A person wearing a leather-and-gold breastplate, over a blue shirt
Black text on white background reading “I’ll be your soldier”
A knife with a wooden sheath, a blue handle, and intricate gold detailing on both
