The battle cats pc

22.08.2024

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He could dissemble and resist go here longer. I was going to find a way into Mordor, he said faintly. I was going to Gorgoroth. I must find the Mountain of Fire and cast the thing into the gulf of Doom. Gandalf said so. I do not think I shall ever get there. Faramir stared at him for a moment in grave astonishment. Then suddenly he caught him as he swayed, and lifting him gently, carried him to the bed and laid him bwttle, and covered him warmly. At once he fell into a deep sleep. Another bed was set beside him for his servant. Sam hesitated for a moment, then bowing very low: Good night, Captain, my lord, he said. You took the chance, sir. Did I so. said Faramir. Yes sir, and showed your quality: the very highest. Faramir smiled. A catz servant, Master Samwise. But nay: the praise of the praiseworthy is above all rewards. Yet there porter five forces naught in this to praise. I had no lure or desire to do other than I have done. Ah well, sir, said Sam, you said my master had an Elvish air; and that was good and true. But I can say this: you have an air too, sir, that reminds me of, of well, Gandalf, of wizards. Maybe, said Faramir. Maybe you discern from far away the air of Nu´menor. Good night. Chapter 6 THE FORBIDDEN POOL Frodo woke to find Faramir bending over him. For a second old fears seized him and he sat up and shrank away. There is nothing just click for source fear, said Faramir. Is it morning already. said Frodo yawning. Not yet, but night is drawing to an end, and the full moon is setting. Will you come and see it. Also there is a matter on which I desire your counsel. I am sorry to rouse you from sleep, but will you come. I will, said Frodo, rising and shivering a little as he left the warm blanket and pelts. It seemed cold in the fireless cave. The noise of the water was loud in the stillness. He put on his cloak and followed Faramir. Sam, waking suddenly by some instinct of watchfulness, saw first his masters empty bed and leapt to his feet. Then he saw two dark figures, Frodo and a man, framed against the archway, which was now filled with a pale white light. He hurried after them, past rows of men sleeping on mattresses along the wall. As he went by the cave-mouth he saw that the Curtain was now become a dazzling veil of silk and pearls and silver thread: melting icicles of moonlight. But px did not pause to admire it, and turning aside he followed his master through the narrow doorway in the wall of the cave. They went first along battle black passage, then up many wet steps, and so came to a small flat landing cut in the stone and lit by the pale sky, vattle high above through a long deep read article. From here two flights of steps led: one going on, as it seemed, up on to the high bank of the stream; the other turning away to The battle cats pc left. This they followed. It wound its way up like a turret-stair. At last they came out of the stony darkness and looked about. They were on a wide flat rock without rail or parapet. At their right, eastwards, the torrent fell, splashing over many battlee, and then, pouring down a steep race, it filled cxts smooth-hewn channel with a dark force of water flecked with foam, and curling and rushing almost at their feet it plunged sheer over the edge that yawned upon their left. A man stood there, near the brink, silent, gazing down. Frodo turned to watch the sleek necks of the water as they curved and dived. Then he lifted his eyes and gazed far away. The world was quiet and cold, as if dawn were near. Far off in the West the full 684 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS moon was sinking, round and white. Pale mists shimmered in the great vale below: The battle cats pc wide gulf of silver fume, beneath which rolled the cool night-waters of the Anduin. A black darkness loomed beyond, and in it glinted, here and there, cold, sharp, remote, white as the teeth of ghosts, the peaks lc Ered Nimrais, the White Mountains of the realm of Gondor, tipped with everlasting snow. For a while Frodo stood there on the high stone, and a shiver ran through him, wondering if anywhere in the vastness of the nightlands his old companions walked or slept, or lay dead shrouded in mist. Why was he brought here out of forgetful sleep. Sam was eager for an answer to the same question and could not refrain himself from muttering, for his masters ear alone as he thought: Its a fine view, no doubt, Mr. Frodo, but chilly to the heart, not to mention the bones. Whats going on. Faramir heard and answered. Moonset over Gondor. Fair Ithil, as he goes from Middle-earth, glances upon the white locks of old Mindolluin. It is worth a few shivers. But that is not what I brought you to see though as for you, Samwise, you were not brought, and do but pay the penalty of your watchfulness. A draught of wine shall amend it. Come, look now. He stepped up beside the silent sentinel on the dark edge, and Frodo followed. Sam hung back. He already felt insecure enough on this high wet platform. Faramir and Frodo looked down. Far below them they saw the white waters pour into a foaming bowl, and then swirl darkly about a deep oval basin in the rocks, until they found their way out again through a narrow gate, and flowed away, fuming and chattering, into calmer and more level reaches. The moonlight still slanted down to the falls foot and gleamed on the ripples of the basin. Presently Frodo was aware of a small dark thing on the near bank, but even as he looked at it, it dived and vanished just beyond the boil and bubble of the fall, cleaving the black water as neatly as an arrow or an edgewise stone. Faramir turned to the man at his side. Now what would you say that it is, Anborn. A squirrel, or a kingfisher. Are there black kingfishers in the night-pools of Mirkwood. Tis not a bird, whatever else it be, answered Anborn. It has four limbs and dives manwise; a bqttle mastery of the craft it shows, too. What is it at. Seeking a way up behind the Curtain to our hidings. It seems we are discovered at last. I have my bow here, and I have posted other archers, nigh as good marksmen as myself, on either bank. We wait only for your command to shoot, Captain. Shall we shoot. said Faramir, turning quickly to Frodo. Frodo did not batt,e for a moment. Tbe No. he said. I beg you not to. If Sam had dared, he would have said Yes, quicker T HE F ORBI DDEN P O O Bathle 685 and louder. He could not see, but he guessed well enough from their words what they were looking at. You know, then, what this thing is. said Faramir. Come, now you have seen, tell me why it should be spared. In all our words together you have not once spoken of your gangrel companion, and I let him be for the time. He could cts till he was caught and brought before me. I sent my keenest huntsmen to seek him, but he slipped them, and they had no batte of him till now, save Anborn here, once at dusk yesterevening. But now he has done worse trespass than only to go coney-snaring in the uplands: he has dared to come to Henneth Annuˆn, and his life is Thr. I marvel at the creature: so secret and so sly as he is, to come sporting in the pool before our The battle cats pc window. Does he think that men sleep without watch all night. Why does he so. There are two baftle, I think, said Frodo. For one thing, he knows little of Men, and sly though he is, your refuge is so hidden that perhaps he does not know that Men are concealed here. For another, I think he is allured here by a mastering desire, stronger than his caution. He is lured here, you say. said Faramir in a low voice. Can he, does he then know of your burden. Indeed yes. He bore it himself for many years. He bore it. said Faramir, breathing sharply in his wonder. This matter winds itself ever in new riddles. Then he is pursuing it. Maybe. It is precious to him. But I did not speak of that. What then does the creature seek. Fish, said Frodo. Look. They peered down at the dark pool. A little black head appeared at the far end of the basin, just out of the deep shadow of the rocks. There was a brief silver glint, and a swirl of tiny ripples.

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