Everywhere 
Written by Acacea02 September 2005 | 101 words
As a child, Elboron loved to visit Minas Tirith with his father. Early each morning, they’d walk through quiet streets soon to be bustling, past fine houses, beautiful gardens, old taverns, winding stone walls where one could stand, watch the river.
Each day, Faramir would happily take his son all over this city he had lived in, and tell him all about everything.
As a child, Elboron knew the seven circles of Minas Tirith as well as Faramir once had… but for one place in the sixth circle – a silent street under the Mindolluin. Faramir would not take him there.
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