"His grave it here near his brother, Faramir." He knew they had to be lying about Boromir at least. It would surprise him, later, to hear her ask of Middle Earth when a few here already seemed to know of him. And had revealed his heritage to Zelda.

Great warriors indeed and great friends. Brave a true through all odds that had laid against them. He'd have gladly died with them though he knew it would have served no purpose here and neither would it now, in Middle Earth. The War of the Ring was long over for him.

"The lament that was sung for Gandalf, I will not sing but I can think of another."

He paused and took a breath.

"Uich gwennen na 'wanath ah na dhín.
An uich gwennen na ringyrn ambar hen.
Boe naid bain gwannathar,
Boe cuil ban firitha.

Boe naer gwannathach."