Denethor POV – 1 of 2
In which Denethor cannot allow himself to question whether it will be enough, nor to consider what is missing.
Faramir joins the family and, for a very brief moment, everything seems to be moving in the right direction.
This chapter takes place over almost a year’s time span, from Faramir’s birth in early July 2983 through late May, 2984. I also toss in a little climate change commentary.
Aiavalë shapes Faramir greatly, just as she did Denethor, but this time as a woman content with her life and no longer consumed by resentment. This is, I posit, the source of Faramir and Denethor’s different regard of the world – Faramir with trust, Denethor with suspicion. The son can view things with wonder and openness that Denethor simply cannot muster. Faramir is going to be much closer to his aunt than his brother will be, and once again Aiavalë will be a surrogate mother.
The tiny thaw continues between Steward and High Warden, due almost entirely to the children. It matters profoundly that Denethor tries to summon forgiveness for Ecthelion that until now he has only been able to grant to Brandir. As I’m re-reading the story, particularly these last few chapters dealing with the end of Ecthelion’s life, I begin to wonder about how he and his father, Steward Turgon, got along. Given Ecthelion’s affection for his grandchildren and the few glimpses we’ve been given of how he tried to make a normal life with Violet and their daughters, what kept him from bonding to Denethor the way they both have done with Boromir and Faramir?
Oh, and Denethor is dreaming again. Blood is the foundation of rule.
Sadly, it’s all downhill from here.