Faramir edges through the door, cautious of his bulk, and into the foyer beyond. It is, he notes as though from a distance, a very fine place, and one he takes a liking to at once.
"I set out as soon as the sun allowed." So, at sunset. It still hurts, to be made a creature of the night, to be driven into shadowed and darkened places like the beasts he has so long fought. It is a stinging reminder, every day, of what has been done to him. "It is not so far, but I am afraid a little further than I had accounted for. Still, I have made it." This with a small smile. "Where shall I leave my cloak?"
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Date: 2022-09-21 06:15 pm (UTC)"I set out as soon as the sun allowed." So, at sunset. It still hurts, to be made a creature of the night, to be driven into shadowed and darkened places like the beasts he has so long fought. It is a stinging reminder, every day, of what has been done to him. "It is not so far, but I am afraid a little further than I had accounted for. Still, I have made it." This with a small smile. "Where shall I leave my cloak?"