Confession (G) 
Written by Fawsley
Confession
High above the gateway, silver trumpets welcomed the brothers home once more.
‘Do you remember my trumpet, Brom?’
‘How could I ever forget?’
‘You had the Horn of Gondor to grow up to. It was only fair that I had something as well.’
‘But I didn’t go around blasting on the Horn non-stop.’
‘I loved that trumpet, it was my greatest joy. Until you sat on it of course.’
‘Someone had to do something.’
‘What? What did you say?’
‘Well, how can I put this? Let’s just say it wasn’t exactly an accident…’
‘Boromir!’
‘Don’t hit me! Don’t hit me!’
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oh, this is fun; theose little things told us how close the two brothers were. lovely work, thank you!
— traveller 10 May 2007, 23:28 #