‘Lo is Boromir the Bold, behold the proud and the fair, Gondor’s mightiest son, on his knees, awash in blood and all that shall never be, cries to the heavens and asks for mercy, for reprieve, for hope not altogether lost, and Life, taking pity on her lost child, descends from the heavens to caress his cheek and whispers to his heart, “No. Fuck you.”