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You know what’s awful? I bonked my finger somehow today at work, and now typing hurts. Couple that with that I have some sort of recurring cramp in my right calf, and I think I’m falling apart.

I'm too young!

I’m too young!

Anyway, today is pretty simple. Aragorn requests that Frodo retrieve the crown and Gandalf give it to him, in respect for their actions in the total victory. Thus the ceremony concludes when Aragorn enters Minas Tirith and walks through the streets up to the citadel. He is now king of Gondor.

Jumping ahead, Aragorn’s reign begins with making judgements on those who have been captured. He makes peace with the wild men of the east and south, and frees the slaves of Mordor. Finally, Beregond is brought to him.

Remember, Beregond apparently did a horrific thing when he killed some guards who were trying to heed Denethor’s wishes and light him on fire. While this was in good faith, disobeying the steward’s orders and shedding blood within the tombs is a worthy crime. Aragorn, however, looks to be a benevolent king. It shouldn’t be too bad.

That's right, Beregond. You sit and think about what you did.

That’s right, Beregond. You sit and think about what you did.

Anywho, we get to know that, in the future, Aragorn is a wonderful king. He brings Minas Tirith to great glory. That isn’t surprising at all.

No one dies today.

“And there were brought before him many to receive his praise and reward for their valour; and last the captain of the Guard brought to him Beregond to be judged.”

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Before you think that Faramir is getting friend-zoned, read on.

Still hurts.

Still hurts.

Éowyn heads back into the Houses of Healing, wanting to get away from everyone, but Faramir enlists the help of the warden to meet with Merry. Merry tells Faramir something of Éowyn, and Faramir uses that to his advantage. He sees Éowyn the next morning, and calls for her to come down to the garden with him. She does so, and for the next few days they walk and talk much together. Faramir even has an old gown brought up for her, one that was made long ago for his mother.

First Mentions:

-Finduilas: Mother of Boromir and Faramir, and thus, somehow, the bride of Denethor. That must have been awful.

Apparently Finduilas died unexpectedly at an early age, so possibly that’s why Denethor had such a dreary outlook on life. Though that happens often in stories, I find it rather tiresome. I guess I just don’t believe that the loss of someone can spiral you downward so much. I’m just heartless like that, maybe?

Either way, it’s important to know that Faramir has clothed Éoywn in his mother’s old gown. You don’t do that for just any girl, especially when you’re the ruler of such a place like Gondor and Minas Tirith. This is hugely symbolic.

THIS is hugely cymbalic.

THIS is hugely cymbalic.

But ugh, I’m just feeling bogged down by this storyline. After so much happened to shape the course of Middle-earth, we have to go back and hear about the courtship of Faramir and Éowyn. It just doesn’t measure up anymore. Sorry.

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-Finduilas

Move it along now!

No one dies today.

“The mantle was wrought for his mother, Finduilas of Amroth, who died untimely, and was to him but a memory of loveliness in far days and of his first grief; and her robe seemed to him raiment fitting for the beauty and sadness of Éowyn.”

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We’re jumping back even more. More? Yeah, more.

Let’s go back in time to only a few days after Aragorn departed from Minas Tirith. Messengers returned to report of the force’s passage from Minas Morgul, but no news has come since then. Everybody basically thinks that Aragorn is riding to his doom. Not only that, but their Steward (Denethor) has recently burnt himself to an insane crisp, and Théoden, king of Rohan, lies in state in their great citadel. Things aren’t looking good in Gondor, and they’re just waiting for another army to come marching their way.

Magic 8-ball understands.

Magic 8-ball understands.

Meanwhile, Éowyn grows restless with her recovery. She demands to be dressed, and rises to confront the warden of the Houses of Healing. This man finally admits that the healers in Minas Tirith aren’t very good at healing. They have become too accustomed to dealing with your average sword wounds so that they don’t know much about anything else. They were told to keep Éowyn in bed, even though she’s clearly doing pretty well. She doesn’t like that.

Of course, Gondor is just falling back into its bad habits developed under Denethor: stagnancy and ignorance. With no news to be heard, everyone assumes the worst and just waits around for the other shoe to drop. Little do they know that things are going well. When Aragorn arrives eventually (where the narrative got to at the end of last chapter), it must be a huge shock. Oh! He isn’t dead?! Yeah, maybe you should pay attention to things sometimes.

Denethor's political platform.

Denethor’s political platform.

How long until we catch up? I don’t know for sure, but I really don’t want to stay in this place long when we just came from a wonderfully happy and uplifting section. We already know the big things that happen to turn this around!

No one dies today.

“‘And it is not always good to be…'”

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Might as well jump.

Jump!

Jump!

Yeah, you shouldn’t be surprised that we’re jumping back to Frodo and Sam. Well, in fact, just to Sam. He wakes up outside the tower of Cirith Ungol, having knocked himself cold beating up against the gates. Frodo’s been carried inside, and Sam can hear the orc voices retreating. He has only one option at this point: save Frodo or die. He walks back, hoping to find an entrance to the tower, and thinks of his friends far away. Are they thinking of him?

Yes.

What follows is a quick whip-around to all of our other heroes and where they are. Aragorn is sailing up Anduin in the corsair ships. Merry is on the ride. Pippin is watching Denethor descend into madness with Minas Tirith aflame. Does that set up where we are? Yeah, time-wise, this is over a week ago from where we left off just yesterday. Just so you know.

And also, this is why it made perfectly good sense to combine the two storylines in the movies. No film could withstand that big of a jump backwards in time. Sync it up!

Joke as old as time. Puns as bad as crime.

Joke as old as time. Puns as bad as crime.

Don’t forget that this day marks the start of THE LAST BOOK. Blink and we’ll be done.

Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 11

No one dies today.

“But they were far beyond aid, and no thought could yet bring any help to Samwise Hamfast’s son; he was utterly alone.”

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I have no words today. My day was mediocre. My evening was fantastic. My (late) night was unfathomably preposterous.

"Preposterous" may be the only word that I have.

“Preposterous” may be the only word that I have.

We flip the narrative to the counsel in the tents outside Minas Tirith. Gandalf counsels Aragorn, Éomer, and Imrahil that they must somehow take the fight to Sauron. They cannot spend any more time waiting and building defenses. Another assault will come, and it will be stronger still.

This is predicated on the fact that a palantír cannot lie. Sauron may be able to manipulate his somewhat, but the visions that Denethor saw of an army in Mordor could not have been faked. That army exists. There’s no escaping that.

However, Gandalf turns the conversation to the ring. Yes, that ring that has been pushed so far aside lately. Their strategy will depend upon it, even without knowing a thing about its whereabouts.

Does that mean we will jump to Frodo and Sam next chapter? I’m dying to get back to them.

That’s all I’ve got. I wish for a night of no dreams. Just sleep.

Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 27

No one dies today.

“‘Concerning this thing, my lords, you now all know enough for…'”

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And that’s a history that I’m not getting into.

Let's MOOOOVE on.

Let’s MOOOOVE on.

This is another page that I have trouble following. This may actually just be because I’ve been really busy and distracted lately, or maybe because this chapter really is rougher around the edges.

Merry is up now, anyway, and wanting for food and smoke. Pippin laughs at him, saying that his pack has been at his side all this time, and that he has some in his bag should they need any pipe-weed anyway. Aragorn was probably joking with Merry. (But not about how the herb-master kind of sucks. That was real.) However, Pippin still runs out to request food, and Aragorn and Gandalf go to inform the healers of Faramir, Éowyn, and Merry’s needs. They should all stay in bed and rest for now, even though Éowyn will likely want to be up and about soon. Faramir should be kept from the truth about Denethor’s madness for a bit, though he certainly needs to know of his death. Merry, actually, will be healthy the fastest, it seems. Hobbits: they really are stronger than you’d think.

Tomorrow marks the last page of this chapter, and I’m really not too sad about that. Something about this one didn’t work with me. Maybe it’s the lack of action, or the fact that none of this builds a lot of tension for me, already knowing that these characters would live. Perhaps, in reading this for the first time, a reader could expect that one of the three would die. That would likely have been Merry, being the last in line.

Being third in a sequence is usually the worst.

Being third in a sequence is usually the worst.

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-unwithered

I actually set out to write a rather short post tonight, but here we are. Well, I had thoughts, even if those thoughts were wrought in confusion and fatigue.

Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 35

No one dies today.

“‘It is likely that he will be fit to arise tomorrow, for a short while,’…”

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I must say that I actually screwed something up yesterday. Aragorn did NOT enter Minas Tirith. Éomer and Imrahil left him outside, even though they wanted him to come in. So, he’s out at the gate like…

Yeah, just like that!

Yeah, just like that!

Anyway, so it was just Éomer and Imrahil who went up to see Théoden lying in state. They wonder where Denethor is, and are told he – well, “the Lord” – is in the Houses of Healing. Éowyn is there as well, and this is the first time that Éomer hears that she isn’t dead.

So, the two trek over there, and are met by Gandalf and a mysterious cloaked figure. Gandalf informs them of the death of Denethor and the wounds and sicknesses of Faramir and Éowyn. And the cloaked man is revealed to be Aragorn, who entered the city semi-secretly to help Gandalf heal at the words of Ioreth.

So, what’s even the point of Aragorn staying outside? If he’s beaten Éomer and Imrahil to the Houses of Healing, Gandalf must have requested his presence pretty much right away. So he was sitting out there for what, five minutes? Quit your whining and rule the city already, dude.

Meanwhile, we had a brief conversation earlier about the line of succession running from Denethor to Faramir to Imrahil. With Faramir incapacitated, Imrahil should be acting Steward. However, he seems to know nothing of this arrangement. Aragorn tells him so, but says that he thinks that Gandalf should rule. Oh, thanks for playing, Imrahil, but you’re worthless!

Sad face.

Sad face.

And this is why I think that Imrahil is totally absent from the film. Up to this point, he’s been quite the important character, and I was beginning to think that his removal was a huge oversight. However, when his moment finally comes, he gets pushed away like a sad puppy. And I don’t even think he’s sad about it! With a complete lack of a character arc, I guess it shouldn’t be surprising that he’s relegated to nothingness.

Sorry, Imrahil. It’ll work out.

Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 43

No one dies today.

“And there at the door were two guards in the livery of the Citadel: one tall, but…”

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