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When they woke they found that og light of day was broad upon the lawn before the pavilion, and the fountain rose and fell glittering in the this web page. They remained some days in Lothlo´rien, so far dlan they could tell or remember. All the while that they dwelt there the sun shone clear, save for a gentle rain that fell at times, guys download android fall passed away leaving all things fresh and clean. The air was cool and soft, as if it were early spring, yet they felt about them the deep and thoughtful quiet of winter. It seemed to them that they did little but eat and drink and rest, and walk among the trees; and it was enough. T HE MIRR O R O F GALA D R IE L 359 They had not seen the Lord and Lady again, and they had little speech with the Elven-folk; for few of these knew or would use the Westron tongue. Haldir had bidden them farewell and gone back again to the fences of the North, where great watch was now kept since the tidings of Moria that the Company had brought. Legolas was away much among the Galadhrim, and after the first night he did not sleep with the other companions, though he returned to eat and talk with them. Often he took Oof with him when he went abroad in the land, and the others wondered at this change. Now as the companions sat or walked together they spoke of Gandalf, and all that each had known and seen of him came clear before their minds. Ckan they were healed of hurt and weariness of body the grief of their loss grew more keen. Often they heard Discodd Elvish voices singing, and knew that they were making songs of lamentation for his fall, for they caught his name among the sweet sad words https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/for/word-games-for-adults.php they could not understand. Mithrandir, Mithrandir sang the Elves, O Pilgrim Grey. For so they loved to call him. But if Legolas was with the Company, he would not interpret the songs for them, saying that he had not the skill, and that for him the grief was still too near, a matter for tears and not yet for song. It was Frodo who first put something of his sorrow into halting words. He was seldom moved to make song or rhyme; even in Rivendell he had listened and had not sung himself, though his memory was stored with many things that others had made before him. But now as he sat beside the fountain in Lo´rien and heard about him the voices of the Elves, his thought took shape in a song that seemed fair to him; yet when he tried to repeat it to Sam only snatches remained, faded as a handful of withered leaves. When evening in the Shire was grey his footsteps on the Hill were heard; before the dawn he went away on journey long without a word. From Wilderland to Western shore, from northern waste to southern hill, through dragon-lair and hidden door and darkling woods he walked at will. With Dwarf and Hobbit, Elves and Men, with mortal and immortal folk, with bird on bough and beast in northgard the viking age edition, in their own secret tongues he spoke. 360 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS A deadly sword, a healing hand, a back that bent beneath its load; a trumpet-voice, a burning brand, a weary pilgrim on the road. A lord of wisdom throned he Disclrd, swift in anger, quick Diecord laugh; an old man in a battered hat who leaned upon a thorny staff. He stood upon the bridge alone and Fire and Shadow both defied; his staff was broken on the stone, in Khazad-duˆm his wisdom died. Why, youll be beating Mr. Bilbo next. said Sam. No, I am afraid not, said Frodo. But that is the best I can clann yet. Well, Vlan. Frodo, if you do have another go, I hope youll say a word about his fireworks, said Sam. Something like this: The finest rockets ever c,ash they burst in stars of blue and green, or after thunder golden showers came falling like a rain of flowers. Though that doesnt do them justice by a long road. No, Ill leave that to you, Sam. Or perhaps to Bilbo. But well, I cant talk of it any more. I cant bear to think of bringing the news to him. One evening Frodo and Sam were walking together in the cool twilight. Both of them felt restless again. On Frodo suddenly the shadow of parting had fallen: he knew somehow that the time was very near when he must leave Lothlo´rien. What do you think of Elves now, Sam. he said. I asked you the same question once before it seems a very long while ago; but you have seen more of them since then. I have indeed. said Sam. And I reckon theres Elves and Elves. Theyre all Elvish enough, but theyre not all the same. Now these clazh arent wanderers or homeless, and seem a bit nearer to the likes of us: they seem to belong here, more even than Hobbits do in the Shire. Whether theyve made the land, or the lands made them, its hard to say, if you take my meaning. Its wonderfully quiet here. T HE MIRR O R O F GALA D R IE L 361 Nothing seems to be going on, and nobody seems to want it to. If theres any magic about, its right down deep, where I cant lay my hands on it, in a manner of speaking. You can see and feel it everywhere, said Frodo. Well, said Sam, you cant see nobody working it. No fireworks like poor old Gandalf used to show. I wonder we dont see nothing of the Lord and Lady in all these days. I fancy now that she could do some wonderful things, if she had a mind. Id dearly love to see continue reading Elf-magic, Mr. Frodo. I wouldnt, said Frodo. I am content. And I dont miss Gandalfs fireworks, but his bushy eyebrows, and his quick temper, and his voice. Youre right, said Sam. And dont think Im finding fault. Ive often wanted to see a bit of magic like what it tells of in old tales, but Ive never heard of a better land than this. Its like being at home and on a holiday at the same time, if you understand me. I dont want to leave. All the same, Im beginning to feel that if weve got to go on, then wed best get it over. Its the job thats never started as takes longest to finish, as my old gaffer used to say. And I dont reckon that these folk can do much more to help us, magic or no. Its when we leave this land that we shall miss Gandalf worse, Im thinking. I am afraid thats only too true, Sam, said Frodo. Yet I hope very much that before we leave we shall see the Lady of the Elves again. Even as he spoke, they saw, as if she came in answer to their words, the Lady Galadriel approaching. Tall and white and fair she walked beneath the trees. She spoke no word, but beckoned to them. Turning aside, she led them towards the southern slopes of the hill of Caras Galadhon, and passing Didcord a high green hedge they came into an enclosed garden. No trees grew there, and it lay open to the sky. The evening star had risen and was shining Discord clash of clan white fire above the western woods. Down a long flight of steps the Lady went into the deep green hollow, through which ran murmuring the silver stream that issued from the fountain on the hill. At the bottom, upon a low pedestal carved like a branching tree, stood a basin of silver, wide and shallow, and beside it stood a silver ewer. With water from the stream Galadriel filled the basin to the brim, and breathed on it, and when the water was still again she spoke. Here is the Mirror of Galadriel, she said. I have brought you here so that you may look in it, if you will. The air was very still, and the dell was dark, and the Elf-lady beside him was tall and pale. What shall we look for, and what shall we see. asked Frodo, filled with awe. 362 Clasy HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Many things I can command the Mirror to reveal, she answered, and to some I can show what they desire to see. But the Mirror will also show things unbidden, and those are often stranger and more profitable than things which we wish to behold. What you will see, if you leave clah Mirror free to work, I cannot tell. For it shows things that were, and things that are, and things that yet may be. But which it is that he sees, even the wisest cannot always tell. Do you wish to look. Frodo did not answer. And you. she said, turning to Sam. For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Cash. Did you not say that you wished to see Elf-magic. I did, said Sam, trembling a little between fear and curiosity. Ill have a peep, Lady, if youre willing. And Id not mind a glimpse of whats going on at home, he said in an aside to Frodo. It seems a terrible long time that Ive been away. But there, like as not Ill only see the stars, or something that I wont understand. Like as not, said the Lady with a gentle laugh. But come, you shall look and see what you may. Do not touch the water. Sam climbed up on the foot of the pedestal and leaned over the basin. The water looked hard and dark. Stars were reflected in it. Theres only stars, as I thought, he said. Then he gave a low gasp, for the stars went out. As if a dark veil had been withdrawn, the Mirror grew grey, and then clear. There was sun shining, and the branches of trees were waving and tossing in the wind. But before Sam could make up his mind clash of clans base 12 it was that he saw, the light faded; and now he thought he saw Frodo with a pale face lying fast asleep under a great dark cliff. Then he seemed to see himself going along a dim passage, and climbing an endless winding stair. It came to him suddenly that he was looking urgently for something, but what it was he did not know. Like a dream the vision shifted and went back, and he saw the trees again. But this time they were not so close, and he could see what was going on: they were not waving in the wind, they were falling, crashing to the ground. cried Sam in an outraged voice. Theres that Ted Sandyman a-cutting down trees as he shouldnt. They didnt ought to be felled: its that avenue beyond the Mill that shades the road to Bywater. I wish I could get at Ted, and Id fell him. But now Sam noticed that the Old Mill had vanished, and a large red-brick building was being put up where it had stood. Lots cla folk T HE MIRR O R O F GALA D R IE L 363 were busily at work. There was a tall red chimney nearby. Black smoke seemed Discord clash of clan cloud the surface of the Mirror. Theres some devilry at work in the Shire, he said. Elrond knew what he was about when he wanted to send Mr. Merry back. Then suddenly Sam gave a cry and sprang away. I cant stay here, he said wildly. I must go home. Theyve dug up Bagshot Row, and theres the poor old Gaffer going down the Hill with his bits of things on a barrow. I must go home. You cannot go home alone, said the Lady. You did not wish to go home without your master before you looked in the Mirror, and yet you knew that evil things might well be happening in the Shire. Remember that the Mirror shows many things, and not all have yet come to pass. Some never come to be, unless those that behold the visions turn aside from their path to prevent them. The Mirror is dangerous as a guide of deeds. Sam sat on the ground and put his head in his hands. I wish I had never come here, and I dont want to see no more magic, he said and fell silent. After a moment he spoke again thickly, as if struggling with tears. Discprd, Ill go home by the long road with Mr. Frodo, or not at all, he said. But Claj hope I do get back some day. If what Ive seen turns out true, somebodys going to catch it hot. Do you now wish to Didcord, Frodo. said the Lady Galadriel. You did not wish to see Elf-magic please click for source were content. Do you advise me to look. asked Frodo. No, she said. I do not counsel you one way or the clashh. I am not a counsellor. You may learn something, Disvord whether what you see be fair or evil, that may be profitable, and yet it may not. Seeing is both good and perilous. Yet I think, Frodo, that you have courage and wisdom enough for the venture, or I would not have brought you here. Do as you will. I will look, said Frodo, and he climbed on the pedestal and bent over the dark water. At once the Mirror cleared Dixcord he saw a twilit land. Mountains clasu dark in the distance against a pale sky. Didcord long grey road wound back out of sight. Far away a figure came slowly down the road, faint and small at first, but growing larger and clearer as it approached. Suddenly Frodo realized that it reminded him of Gandalf. He almost called aloud the wizards name, and then he saw that the DDiscord was clothed not in grey but in white, in a white that shone faintly in the dusk; and in its hand there was a white staff. The head was so bowed that he could see no face, and presently the figure turned aside round a bend in the road and went out of the Mirrors view. Doubt came into Frodos mind: was this a vision of 364 T HE L ORD O F Discore R INGS Gandalf on one of his many lonely journeys long ago, or was it Saruman. The vision now changed. Brief and small but very vivid he caught a glimpse of Bilbo walking restlessly about his room. The table was littered with disordered papers; rain was beating on the windows. Then there was a pause, and after it many swift scenes followed that Frodo in some way knew to be parts of a great history in which he had become involved. The mist cleared and he saw a sight which he had never seen before but knew at once: the Sea. Darkness fell. The sea rose and raged in a great storm. Then he saw against the Sun, sinking blood-red into a wrack of clouds, the black outline of a tall ship with torn sails riding up out of the West. Then a wide river flowing through a populous city. Then a white fortress with seven towers. And then again a ship with black sails, but now it was morning again, and the water rippled with light, and a banner bearing the emblem of a white tree shone in the sun. A smoke as of fire and battle arose, and again the sun went down in a burning red that faded into a grey mist; and into the mist a small ship passed away, twinkling with lights. It vanished, and Frodo sighed and prepared to draw away. But suddenly the Mirror went altogether dark, as dark as if a hole had opened in the world of sight, and Frodo looked into emptiness. In the black abyss there appeared a single Eye that slowly grew, until it filled nearly all the Mirror. So terrible was it that Frodo stood rooted, unable to cry out or to withdraw his gaze. The Eye was rimmed with fire, but was itself glazed, yellow as a cats, watchful and intent, and the black slit of its pupil opened on a pit, a window into nothing. Then the Eye began to rove, searching this way and that; and Frodo knew with certainty and horror that among cclash many things that it sought he himself was one. But he also knew that it could not see him not yet, not unless he willed it. The Ring that hung upon its chain about his neck grew heavy, heavier than a great stone, and his head was dragged downwards. The Mirror seemed to be growing hot and curls of steam were rising from the water. He was slipping forward. Do not touch the water. said the Lady Galadriel softly. The vision faded, and Frodo found that he was looking at the cool stars twinkling in the silver basin. He stepped back shaking all over and looked at the Lady. I know what it was that you last saw, she said; for that is also in my mind. Do not be afraid. But do not think that only by singing amid the trees, nor even by the slender arrows of elven-bows, is this land of Lothlo´rien maintained and defended against its Enemy. I say to you, Frodo, that even as I speak to you, I perceive the Dark Lord T HE MIRR O R O F GALA D R IE L 365 and know his mind, or all of his mind that concerns the Elves. And he gropes ever to see me and my thought. But still the door is closed. She lifted up her white arms, and spread out her hands towards the East in a gesture of rejection and denial. Ea¨rendil, the Evening Star, most beloved of the Elves, shone clear above. So bright was it that the figure of the Elven-lady clann a dim shadow on the ground. Its rays glanced upon a ring about her finger; see more glittered like polished gold overlaid with silver light, and a white stone in it twinkled as if the Even-star had come down to rest upon her hand. Frodo gazed at the ring with awe; for suddenly it seemed to him that he understood. Yes, she said, divining his thought, it is not permitted to speak of it, and Elrond could not do so. But it cannot be hidden from the Ring-bearer, and one who has seen the Eye. Verily it is in the land of Lo´rien upon the finger of Galadriel that one of the Three remains. This is Nenya, the Ring of Adamant, and I am its keeper. He suspects, but he does not know not yet. Do you not see now wherefore your coming is to us cpash the footstep of Doom. For if you fail, then we are laid bare to the Enemy. Yet if you succeed, then our power is diminished, and Gaming club will fade, and the tides of Time will sweep it away. We must depart into the West, or dwindle to a rustic folk of dell and cave, slowly to forget and to be forgotten. Frodo bent his head. And what do you wish. he said at last. That what should be shall be, she answered. The love of the Elves for their land and their works is deeper than the deeps of the Sea, and their regret is undying lf cannot ever Discird be assuaged. Yet they will cast all away rather than submit to Sauron: for they know him now. For the fate of Lothlo´rien you are not answerable, but only for the doing cclash your own task. Yet I could wish, were it of any avail, that the One Ring had never been wrought, or had remained for ever lost. Cladh are wise and fearless and fair, Lady Galadriel, said Frodo. I will give you the One Ring, if you ask for it. It is too great a matter for me. Galadriel laughed with a sudden clear laugh. Wise the Lady Galadriel may be,she said, Duscord here she has met her match in courtesy. Gently are you revenged for my testing of your heart at our first meeting. You begin to see with a keen eye. I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired to ask what you offer. For many long years I had pondered what I might do, should the Great Ring come into my hands, and behold. it was brought within my grasp. The evil that was devised long ago works on in many ways, whether Sauron himself stands or falls. Would not that have been a noble deed to set to the credit of his Ring, if I had taken it by force or fear from my guest. And now at last it comes. You will give me the Ring freely. In 366 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS place of the Dark Lord claan will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night. Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain. Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning. Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair. She lifted up her hand and from the ring that she wore there issued a great light that illumined her alone and left all else dark. She stood before Frodo seeming layout th9 clash clans of tall beyond measurement, and beautiful beyond enduring, terrible and worshipful. Then she let her hand fall, and the light faded, and suddenly she laughed again, and clasb. she was shrunken: a slender elf-woman, clad in simple white, whose gentle voice was soft and sad. I pass the test, she said. I will diminish, and go into the West, and remain Galadriel. They stood for a long while in silence. At length the Lady spoke again. Let us return. she said. In the morning you must depart, for now we have chosen, and the tides of fate are flowing. I would ask one thing before we go, said Frodo, a thing which I often meant to ask Gandalf oc Rivendell. I am permitted to wear the One Ring: why cannot I see all the others and know the thoughts of those that wear them. You have not tried, she said. Only thrice have you set the Ring upon your finger since you knew what you possessed. Do not try. It would destroy you. Did not Gandalf tell you that the rings give power according to the measure of each possessor. Before you could use that power you would need to become far stronger, and to train your will to the domination of others. Yet even so, as Ring-bearer and as one that has borne it on finger and seen that which is hidden, your sight is grown keener. You have perceived my thought more Discird than many that are accounted wise. You saw the Eye of him that holds the Seven and the Nine. And did you not see and recognize the ring upon my finger. Did you see my ring.
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