The Best of Us All I recall Boromir's words as he died. He called me his brother and that I
were. He called me his King... that I was not. I should have been but I was not.
The burden I should have bore he took upon himself. But it wasn't his burden to
bear. It should never have been his burden to bear. Gondor's fate should have
been my concern and my burden but it became his. Too much was asked of him. Way
too much. To save a nation, heal a country and unite a people. 41 years of age
he was but his eyes were so much older, his soul burdened by so much hardship. I
find comfort in the fact that he's finally at peace now. I knew him for so short
a time yet I never once saw him relax, I never saw him really smile and be
happy. He was always hunted by troubles and concerns greater than himself.
He was truly the greatest of us all. He was the fairest of us all. His whole
life was dedicated to the well being of others; even his death was dedicated to
someone else. When did he ever do something for himself? Was he ever really
happy? I'll never know and maybe that's the best for what if I find that the
burden I could not pick up, the burden I left for him... was too much for him?
Weighted him down?
I know it did. I could see it in his eyes. Life hadn't been easy on him.
Battles and demands seem to be all he had ever seen. So young a man yet so old a
soul.
I wish I had told him how much I've come to admire him. I wish I had let him
know that I was proud to be a man of Gondor when I saw his courage and strength.
I wish I could say his death was an easy one but it was not. It was painful
yet he kept fighting on. Three arrows in his chest yet he stood his ground. I wonder
if I would have that same strength. I pray he died with peace of mind if not of
body though I doubt it. He was troubled by his attempt to take the Ring but I
hope he knew I don't blame him. No harm was done and he redeemed himself many
times over. In his mind I fear he died in shame but in my mind he died with
honor. He died like a King; fighting the enemy and dying with his blade in his
hand.
As I now walk on I pray his sacrifice wasn't in vain. I gave my word that
Gondor would not fall to Sauron and that vow I will keep to. With my life or
death if needs be.
It is strange for they say I am the rightful King though to me Boromir was
the true King.
He was the fairest of us all, he was the bravest of us all and he was the
best of us all.
My friend
My hero
by Nadja Lee
eath is such a final
thing. All I wanted to say will now forever remain unspoken.
Rest in peace, brother.
Finally... be at peace. This is what I wish for you... Lord Boromir.
My brother
A kiss I gave you for farewell. I pray you knew what the gesture meant. I
hope you knew...
I loved you
