You stood on the balcony of the White Tower, feeling the cold breeze blowing through your hair. You were in deep thought, thinking about all the things that went wrong in your life. You felt like you were constantly making mistakes, no matter how hard you tried.
"I can't do anything right," you whispered to yourself, feeling defeated.
Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder, and you turned around to see Faramir standing behind you.
"What's troubling you, my lady?" he asked, looking at you with concern in his eyes.
"I just feel like I can't do anything right," you said, feeling a tear roll down your cheek.
Faramir gently wiped away your tear, and held your face in his hands.
"That's not true," he said, looking into your eyes. "You are a kind and compassionate person, and you always try your best."
You shook your head, feeling like you didn't deserve his kind words.
"But I keep making mistakes," you said, feeling the weight of them on your shoulders.
Faramir put his arms around you, holding you close.
"We all make mistakes," he said. "It's how we learn and grow from them that matters."
You felt comforted by his embrace, and for the first time in a while, you felt like things might be okay.
"Thank you," you said, looking up at him.
Faramir smiled at you, and took your hand.
"Come with me," he said, leading you down the stairs and out into the gardens.
As you walked, he pointed out the beauty of the flowers and trees, telling you stories of their history and significance.
You felt yourself relax, the weight of your mistakes lifting off your shoulders.
"There is beauty in imperfection," Faramir said, looking at you. "And there is always room for growth and improvement."
You nodded, feeling grateful for his kind words and the beauty of the world around you.
As you walked, hand in hand with Faramir, you realized that maybe, just maybe, you were capable of doing something right after all.
