Middle-Earth Fanfiction Awards

Here sits, in secret, blest Theology

Author: annmarwalk
Nominator: Branwyn
2005 Award Category: Races/Places: Gondor - Honorable Mention

Story Type: Drabble : Length: Ficlet
Rating: G -- Reason for Rating: N/A
Summary: A heritage of stewardship is passed, unknowing, to Faramir.


Reviewed by: Branwyn -- Score: 6

This must be the first trout-fishing and nature conservation drabble ever! The old ranger teaches Faramir an important lesson about stewardship of natural resources. Though Tolkien said that Faramir would never willingly slay man nor beast unless at great need, hunting would be a necessary skill for a ranger who was often far from any source of resupply. The image of the trout is lovely-- "It was a brown trout, good sized, the dove color of its back speckling to silver and black along its underside." Your notes about trout-tickling are very interesting. I had heard of the practice but had assumed that it was a rural legend. Beautiful, evocative drabble--I can almost see the sunlight reflected on the water.

Reviewed by: Raksha the Demon -- Score: 3

A lovely treatment of a subject we don't see drabbled, or treated, often in LOTR fanfiction - fishing, and some fascinating implications of philosophy which do fit in with what we know of Faramir's character and Ranger lifestyle. Subtle and elegant and credible.

Reviewed by: Thundera Tiger -- Score: 3

Interesting. I like the idea of a grizzled old Ranger passing something like this on to Faramir, and I like the idea of his using this in a time of need. Stewardship has many demands, and Faramir is the type of person who might chance a hunch or a vague memory to meet those demands.

Reviewed by: Werecat -- Score: 3

This was a wonderful birthday present at HASA. Not only is its title the most haunting line ever (*green with envy*), but the story is enchanting as well. A tale that could very well be true and Tolkien himself would enjoy. Thanks for writing this, Ann.

Reviewed by: Elen Kortirion -- Score: 3

This is a delightful piece of lore, and a beautifully envisaged scene of passing on a half-forgotten skill - and then seeing it put to good use. Tellingly, Faramir uses it for the good of his men as much as himself - as every good Captain should. Beautifully encapsulted in an elegantly pared down manner.

Reviewed by: Marta -- Score: 2

This was an interesting piece. I liked how you drew the connection between nature and ranger (which I agree would be quite strong), and how you had Faramir give in to hope that that incident had been more than just a dream.