Oh, fab. I love them all - especially No 4, and the last lines of all of them...
And then, near the end – tragedy overtook him. The winning move was missed, and he fell before his foe.
Poor Denethor. These are underpinned by such tragedy and yet there's humour and love in them.
(It's slightly disconcerting to have someone whom I don't think of as writing fic wandering in, dropping those 5 little pieces of perfection on the table and then wandering out again!)
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And then, near the end – tragedy overtook him. The winning move was missed, and he fell before his foe.
Poor Denethor. These are underpinned by such tragedy and yet there's humour and love in them.
(It's slightly disconcerting to have someone whom I don't think of as writing fic wandering in, dropping those 5 little pieces of perfection on the table and then wandering out again!)