Inheritance

I have dreamed always of swords, not swaddling; what can I give this child?

We know so little of parenting, Faramir and I. His mother died of a broken heart, and mine also. Is mothering such a weakening task? They had strong men, these women, as do I, but men who gave their strength, perhaps, to fighting, as I once thought to do.

But their fight is no longer ours, and this is our gift: a woman born in darkness must endure much to gain the light, and I have endured.

It is this strength I will give you, Daughter.








A/u only because, as they say in "Doonesbury:" "it's a baby woman!"

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