Perhaps you should speak to me more softly then. Monsters are dangerous and, just now, kings are dying like flies.
"I have walked there sometimes. Beyond the forest and up into the night. I have seen the world fall away and the white light of forever fills the air."
Tolkien Read-Along | The Window on the West
‘For myself,’ said Faramir, ‘I would see the White Tree in flower again in the courts of the kings, and the Silver Crown return, and Minas Tirith in peace: Minas Anor again as of old, full of light, high and fair, beautiful as a queen among other queens: not a mistress of many slaves, nay, not even a kind mistress of willing slaves. War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all’.
We know you’re s t r o n g,
but accepting help is its own kind of s t r e n g t h.