Faramir Fiction Archive

Thank you so very much! This message comes exactly at the right time and you have no idea how welcome it is! (I’m travelling Western Australia und currently suffering of a severe travel hangover. So please forgive me, if my answer comes across slightly, well confused). I’m so glad you like it – of course I see only the flaws, as usual). And no, actually I’m not so much a Boromir type either – to me he only works when he comes in a double package with his sibling… ;)

Yay, fresh coals! Fuel for my campfire! :D (clap clap clap)

Just one thing I´d like to know: How do you come to know about the Krampus? I´m deeply impressed and it´s absolutely neither the time nor the place to mention that the Krampus is rather an Austrian/Southern Germany thing. Here in the northern part it´s Knecht Ruprecht – though personally I prefer the Krampus, for he´s a rather fierce and hellish version. >:) What do you think, do they have a Krampus in Gondor? Like: a black Goblin or something? For naughty servants and misbehaving little boys? However, they certainly have a Дед Мороз!

Good point… but know that, if I ever come up with something about rangers being visited by a slightly sinister Knecht Ruprecht plus a bag of toys (man-toys of course. The ME equivalent of Swiss watches and Lacoste polo shirts) and an impressive rod (not what YOU mean. And I know what you mean. X) ), I would hand over all the blame to you. Oh. Yes.

As you said, their should be plenty of opportunities, festivities to mark the end of a season or celebrate a special historic event. I´m quite sure the Rohirrim, who sorta stand for the northern/Scandinavian folks, do have a kind of light feast, as all people whose life was ruled by long cold winters. The Gondorian feasts, however… first I was going to say, they might have something like a southern European christmas, very lively, very colourful, but then, they´re a bit antiquated in their traditions and very much in pompous gestures, so rather not. Although… right now, writing this, I have a thought, still pretty half-baked, that says: The darker the times, the more glittering the parties. For ages they lived under a constant threat, so they MUST have developed a counter weight, just in order to not go totally bonkers. An opportunity to let all the caution slip and get freakishly drunk/laid or dance on the table till dusk. And yes, it certainly won´t lack an element to keep the nasty brats in check, either, – a carrot/stick treatment, huh? You know what you´re talking about, right? ;) – since duty and the sense of obligation is so much part of their culture (and necessary to survive under those circumstances).

Tom Bombadil would indeed be an excellent candidate for the vacant Father Christmas post… friendly and affable enough and yet with a slightly spooky undercurrent… I was always of the opinion that our nowadays Santa Claus lacks a fierce element… I mean, he once started as an old winter deity, more related to blood and fire and hunting wild boars than candy canes. ;) Oh, that reminds me of Tolkiens Father Christmas letters… which, superficially, are little stories he wrote for the entertainment of his children. But there´s already everything in it, Elves and Goblins and ancient caverns, and when he describes the goblin battles, the blood is just one corner away… poor kids today! Do they have any interesting Christmas stories at all? XD