tumblri kasutaja emilybeemartin 30. mail 2023
I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
emilybeemartin 3. juunil 2023: My friend. My colleague. My brother my captain my king. I too have been pondering this question, and in my mind there can be only one ultimate outcome.
A few months later
All hail the High Warden of Gondor.
Epilogue: It ADORES Faramir.
hakkasin omaenda blogist otsima, millal meil õieti koroonapiirangud olid ja jõudsin lõiguni, mis on selle koomiksi autoriga kongeniaalne:
VastaKustuta"Jalutasin jõe ääres ja mõtlesin Tolkieni universumile: Tuor oli neli aastat lindprii ja kohtas ainult neid, kelle ta maha lõi, sellele järgnes vist oma pool aastat täies üksinduses uitamist; siis jõudis ta mere äärde ja temaga hakkas rääkima tegelane, kes pmst oli vetevana. Jalutasin jõe ääres ja mõtlesin, et kui ise pool aastat täies üksinduses uidata, hakkaks küllap samuti vete ja puudega rääkima."
https://notsumaja.wordpress.com/2020/03/29/kohalik-floora-ja-fauna/