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The Same River Twice
man ever steps in the same river twice,” their father said as Faramir
dipped a wary foot in the water then waded into the shallows.
“Why not?” Boromir looked up from digging a hole in the sand.
“The river is always changing—and so is the man.”
“But it’s still the Anduin, isn’t it? And I will never change.”
“I daresay you will not, my son,” Denethor said with the faintest glint of a smile.
Squinting against the sun’s reflected glare, Faramir watched the
dreamlike sway and the flickering gleam and shadow as the river flowed
over his feet.