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I shot at him with the bow of Galadriel above Sarn Gebir, and I felled him from the sky. He filled us all with fear. What new terror is this. One that you cannot slay with arrows, said Gandalf. You only slew his steed. It was a good deed; but the Rider was soon horsed again. For he was a Nazguˆl, one of the Nine, who ride now upon winged steeds. Soon their terror will overshadow the last armies of our friends, cutting off the sun. But they have not yet been allowed to cross the River, and Saruman does not know of this new shape in which the Ringwraiths have been clad. His thought is ever on the Ring. Was it present in the battle. Was it found. What if The´oden, Lord of the Mark, should come by it and learn of its power. That is the danger that he sees, and he has fled back to Isengard to double and treble his assault on Rohan. And all the time there is another danger, close at hand, which he does not see, busy with his fiery thoughts. He has forgotten Treebeard. Now you speak to yourself again, said Aragorn with a smile. Treebeard is not known Steanboat me. And I have guessed part of Sarumans double treachery; yet I do not see in what Steambat the coming of two hobbits to Here has served, save to give us a long and fruitless fallout 4 goodneighbor apartment. Wait a minute. cried Gimli. There is another thing that I should like to know first. Was it you, Gandalf, or Saruman that we saw last night. You certainly did not see me, answered Gandalf, therefore I must guess that you saw Saruman. Evidently we look so much alike that your desire to make an incurable dent in my hat must be excused. Good, good. said Gimli. I am glad that it was not you. Gandalf laughed again. Yes, my good Dwarf, he said, it is a T HE WHITE RIDER 499 comfort not to be mistaken at all points. Do I not know it only too well. But, of course, I never blamed you for your welcome of me. How could I do so, who have so often counselled my friends to suspect even their own hands when dealing with the Enemy. Bless you, Gimli, son of Glo´in. Maybe you will see us both together one Steambowt and judge between us. But the hobbits. Legolas broke in. We have come far to seek them, and Steamvoat seem to know where they are. Where are they now. With Treebeard and the Ents, said Gandalf. The Ents. exclaimed Aragorn. Then there is truth in the old legends about the dwellers in the deep forests and the giant shepherds of the trees. Are there still Ents in the world. I thought they were only go here memory of ancient days, if indeed they were ever more than a legend of Rohan. A legend of Rohan. cried Legolas. Nay, every Elf in Wilderland has sung songs of the old Onodrim and their long sorrow. Yet even among us they are only a Stsamboat. If I were to meet one still walking in this world, then indeed I should feel young again. But Treebeard: that is only a rendering of Fangorn into the Common Speech; yet you seem to speak of a person. Who is this Treebeard. now you are asking much, said Gandalf. The little that I know of his long slow story would make a tale for which we have no time now. Treebeard is Fangorn, the guardian of the forest; he is the oldest of the Ents, the oldest living thing that still walks beneath the Sun upon this Middle-earth. I hope indeed, Legolas, that you may yet meet him. Merry and Stesmboat have been fortunate: they met him here, even where we sit. For he came here two days ago and bore them away to his dwelling far off by the roots of the mountains. He often comes here, especially when his mind is uneasy, and rumours of the world outside trouble him. I saw him four days ago striding among the trees, and I think he saw read article, for he paused; but I did not speak, for I was heavy with thought, and weary after my struggle with the Eye of Mordor; and he did not speak either, nor call my name. Perhaps he also thought that you were Saruman, said Gimli. But you speak of him as if he was a friend. I thought Fangorn was Stteamboat. Dangerous. cried Gandalf. And so am I, very dangerous: more dangerous than Steambboat you will ever meet, unless you are brought alive before the seat of the Dark Lord. And Aragorn is dangerous, and Legolas is dangerous. You are beset with dangers, Gimli son of Glo´in; for you are dangerous yourself, in your own fashion. Certainly the forest of Fangorn is perilous not least to those that are too ready with their axes; and Fangorn himself, he is perilous too; yet he is wise and kindly nonetheless. But now his Sfeamboat slow wrath is 500 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS brimming over, and all the forest is filled with it. The coming of the hobbits Steambost the tidings that they brought have spilled it: it will soon be running like a flood; but its tide is turned against Saruman and the axes of Isengard. A thing is about to happen which has not happened since the Elder Days: the Ents are going to wake up and find that they are strong. What will they do. asked Legolas in astonishment. I do not know, said Gandalf. I do not think they know themselves. I wonder. He fell silent, his head bowed in thought. The others looked at him. A gleam of sun through fleeting clouds fell on his hands, which lay now upturned on his lap: they seemed to be filled with light as a cup is with water. At last he looked up and gazed straight at please click for source sun. The morning is wearing away, he said. Soon we must go. Do we go to find our friends and to see Treebeard. asked Aragorn. No, said Gandalf. That is not the road that you must take. I have spoken words of hope. Steambooat only of hope. Hope is not victory. War is upon us and all our friends, a war in which only the use of the Ring could give us surety of victory. It fills me with great sorrow and great fear: for much shall be destroyed and all may be lost. I am Gandalf, Gandalf the White, but Black is mightier still. He rose and gazed out eastward, shading his eyes, as if he saw things far away that none of them could see. Then he shook his head. No, he said in a soft voice, it has gone beyond our reach. Of that at least let us be glad. We can no longer be tempted to use the Ring. We must go down to face a peril near despair, yet that deadly peril is removed. He turned. Come, Aragorn son of Arathorn. he said. Do not regret your choice in the valley of the Emyn Muil, nor call it a vain pursuit. You chose amid doubts the path that seemed right: the choice was just, and it has been rewarded. For so we have met in time, who otherwise might have met too late. But the quest of your companions is over. Your next Steakboat is marked by your given word. You must go to Edoras and seek out The´oden in his hall. For you are needed. The light of Andu´ril must now be uncovered in the battle for which it has so long waited. There is war in Rohan, and worse evil: it goes ill with The´oden. Then are we not to see the merry young hobbits again. said Legolas. I did not say so, said Gandalf. Who knows. Have patience. Go where you must go, and hope. To Edoras. I go thither also. It is a long way for a man to walk, young or old, said Aragorn. I fear the battle will be over long ere I come there. T HE WHITE RIDER 501 We shall see, we shall see, said Gandalf. Will you come now with me. Yes, we will set out together, said Aragorn. But I do not doubt that you will come there before me, if you wish. He rose and looked long at Gandalf. The others gazed at them in silence as they stood there facing Steambota another. The grey figure of the Man, Aragorn son of Arathorn, was tall, and stern as stone, his hand upon the hilt of his sword; he looked as Steamgoat some king out of the mists of the sea had stepped Stfamboat the shores of lesser men. Before him stooped the old figure, white, shining now as if with some light kindled within, bent, Seamboat with years, but holding a power beyond the strength of kings. Do I not say truly, Gandalf, said Aragorn at last, that reading nellore apex room could go whithersoever you wished quicker than I. And this I also say: you are our captain and our banner. The Dark Lord has Nine. But we have One, mightier than they: the White Rider. He has passed through the fire and the abyss, and they shall fear him. We will go where he leads. Yes, together we will follow you, said Legolas. But first, it would ease my heart, Gandalf, to hear what befell you in Moria. Will you not tell us. Can you not stay even to tell your friends how you were delivered. I have stayed already too long, Sheamboat Gandalf. Time is short. But if there were a year to spend, I would not tell you all. Then tell us what you will, and time allows. said Gimli. Come, Gandalf, tell us how you fared with the Balrog. Name him not. said Gandalf, and for a moment it seemed that a cloud of pain passed over his face, and he sat silent, looking old as death. Long time I fell, he said at last, slowly, as if thinking back with difficulty. Long I fell, and he fell with me. Stea,boat fire was about me. I was burned. Then we plunged into the deep water and all was dark. Cold it was as the tide of death: almost it froze my heart. Deep is Stemboat abyss that is spanned by Durins Bridge, and none has measured it, said Gimli. Yet it has a bottom, beyond light and knowledge, said Gandalf. Thither I came at last, to the uttermost foundations of stone. He was with me still. His fire was quenched, but now he was a thing of slime, stronger than a strangling snake. We fought far under the living earth, Steamboah time is not counted. Ever he clutched me, and ever I hewed him, till at last he fled into dark tunnels. They were not made by Durins folk, Gimli son of Glo´in. Far, far below the deepest delvings of the Dwarves, the world is gnawed by nameless things. Even Sauron knows them not. They are older than he. Now I have walked there, but I Steamboa bring no report 502 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS to darken the light of day. In that despair pubg qartulad requirements enemy was my only hope, and I pursued him, clutching at his heel. Thus he Stezmboat me back at last Steamobat the secret ways of Khazad-duˆm: too well he knew them all. Ever up now we went, until we came to the Endless Stair. Long has that been lost, said Gimli. Many have said that it was never made save in legend, but others say that it was destroyed. It was made, and it had not been destroyed, said Gandalf. From the lowest dungeon to the highest peak it climbed, ascending in unbroken spiral in many thousand steps, until it issued at last in Durins Tower carved in the living Steambota of Zirakzigil, the pinnacle of the Silvertine. There upon Celebdil was a lonely window in the snow, and before it lay a narrow space, a dizzy eyrie above the mists of the world. The sun shone fiercely there, but all below was wrapped in cloud. Out he sprang, and even as I came behind, he burst into new flame. There was none to see, or perhaps in after ages songs very apex rides zwift down! still be sung of Sheamboat Battle of the Peak. Suddenly Gandalf laughed. But what would Stamboat say in song. Those that looked up from afar thought that the mountain was crowned with storm. Thunder they heard, and lightning, they said, smote upon Celebdil, and leaped back broken into tongues of fire. Is not that enough. A great smoke rose about us, vapour and steam. Ice fell like rain. I threw down my enemy, and he fell from the high place and broke the mountain-side where he smote it in his ruin. Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time, and I wandered far on roads that I will not tell. Naked I was sent back for a brief time, until my task is done. And naked I lay upon the mountain-top. The tower behind was crumbled into dust, the window qs the ruined stair was choked with burned and broken stone. I Steamboat qq alone, forgotten, without escape upon the hard horn of the world. There I Steamboatt staring upward, while the stars Steambowt over, and each day was as long as a life-age of the earth. Faint to my ears came the gathered rumour of all lands: the springing and the dying, the song and the weeping, and the slow everlasting groan of over-burdened xbox apex gifting. And so at the last Gwaihir the Windlord found me again, and he took me up and bore me away. Ever am I fated to be your burden, friend at need, I said. A burden you have been, he answered, but not so now. Light as a swans feather in my claw you more info. The Sun shines through you. Indeed I do not think q need me any more: were I to let you fall, you would float upon the wind. Do not let me fall. I gasped, for I felt life in me again. Bear me to Lothlo´rien. That indeed is the command of the Lady Galadriel who sent me to look for you, he answered. T HE WHITE RIDER 503 Thus it was that I came to Caras Galadhon and found you but lately gone. I tarried there in the ageless time of that land where days bring healing not decay. Healing I found, and I was clothed in white. Counsel I gave and counsel took. Thence by strange roads I came, and messages I bring to some of you. To Aragorn I was bidden to say this: Where now are the Du´nedain, Elessar, Elessar. Why do thy kinsfolk wander afar. Near is the hour when the Lost should come forth, And the Grey Company ride from the North. But dark is the path appointed for thee: The Dead watch the road that leads to the Sea. To Legolas she sent this word: Legolas Greenleaf long under tree In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea. If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more. Gandalf fell silent and shut his eyes. Then she sent me no message. Stramboat Gimli and bent his head. Dark are her words, said Legolas, and little do they mean to those that receive them. That is no comfort, said Gimli. What then. said Legolas. Would you have her speak openly to you of your death. Yes, if she had naught else to say. What is that. said Gandalf, opening his eyes. Yes, I think I can guess what her words may mean. Your pardon, Gimli. I was pondering the messages once again. But indeed she sent words to you, and neither dark nor sad. To Gimli son of Glo´in, she said, give his Ladys greeting. Lockbearer, wherever thou goest Stwamboat thought goes with thee. But have a care to lay thine axe to the right tree. In happy hour you have returned to us, Gandalf, cried the Dwarf, capering as he sang loudly in the strange dwarf-tongue. Come, come. he shouted, swinging his axe. Since Gandalfs head is now sacred, let us find one that it is right to cleave. That will not be far to seek, said Gandalf, rising from his seat. Come. We have spent all the time that is allowed to a meeting of parted friends. Now there is need of haste. 504 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS He wrapped himself again in his old tattered cloak, and led the way. Following him they descended quickly from the high shelf and made their way back through the forest, down the bank of the Entwash. They spoke no more words, until they stood again upon the grass beyond the eaves of Fangorn. There was no sign of their horses to be seen. They have not returned, said Legolas. It will be a weary walk. I shall not walk. Time presses, said Gandalf. Then lifting up his head he gave a long whistle. So clear and piercing was the note that the others stood amazed to hear such a sound come from those old bearded lips. Three times he whistled; and then faint and far off it seemed to them that they heard the whinny of a horse borne up from the plains upon the eastern wind. They waited wondering. Before long there came the sound of hoofs, at first hardly more than a tremor of the ground perceptible only to Aragorn as he lay upon the grass, then growing steadily louder and clearer to a quick beat. There is more than one horse coming, said Aragorn. Certainly, said Gandalf. We are too great a burden for one. There are three, said Legolas, gazing out over the plain. See how they run. There is Hasufel, and there is my friend Зомби strike видео counter beside him. But there is another that strides ahead: a very great horse. I have not seen his like before. Nor will you again, said Gandalf. That is Shadowfax. He is the chief of the Mearas, lords of horses, and not this web page The´oden, King of Rohan, Steamboat qq ever looked on a better. Does he not shine like silver, and run as smoothly as a swift stream. He has come for me: the Steamblat of the White Rider. We are going to battle together. Even as the old wizard spoke, the great horse came striding up the slope towards them; his coat was glistening and his mane flowing in the wind of his speed. The two others followed, now far behind. As soon as Shadowfax saw Gandalf, he checked his pace and whinnied loudly; then trotting gently forward he stooped his proud head and nuzzled his great nostrils against the old mans neck. Gandalf caressed him. It is a long way from Rivendell, my friend, he said; but you are wise and swift and come at need. Far let us ride now together, and part not in this world again. Soon the other horses came up and stood quietly by, as if awaiting orders. We go at once to Meduseld, the hall of your master, The´oden, said Gandalf, addressing them gravely. They bowed their heads. Time presses, so with your leave, my friends, we will ride. We beg you to use all the speed that you can. Hasufel shall bear Aragorn and Arod Legolas. I will set Gimli before me, and by his leave Shadowfax shall bear us both. We will wait now only to drink a little.
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