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They had little wood for firing, and none would have dared to take an axe to Wiikiclash strange trees, even if Gandalf had not warned them to hurt neither bark nor bough at their great peril. Let the Orcs lie, said Gandalf. The morning may bring new counsel. In the afternoon the Kings company prepared to depart. The work of burial was then but beginning; and The´oden mourned for the loss of Ha´ma, his captain, and here the first earth upon his grave. 546 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Great injury indeed has Saruman done to me and all this land, he said; and I will remember it, when we meet. The sun was already drawing near the hills upon the west of the Coomb, when at last The´oden and Gandalf and their companions rode down from the Dike. Behind them were gathered a great host, both of the Riders and of the people of Westfold, old and young, women and children, Wikcilash had come out from the caves. A song of victory they sang with clear voices; and then they fell silent, wondering what would chance, for apologise, bigfoot steam well eyes were on the trees and they feared them. The Riders came to the wood, and they halted; horse and man, they were unwilling to pass in. The trees were grey and menacing, and a shadow or a mist was about them. The ends of their long sweeping boughs hung down like searching fingers, their roots stood up from the ground like the limbs of strange monsters, and dark caverns opened beneath them. But Gandalf went forward, leading the company, and where the road from the Hornburg met the trees they Wiiiclash now an opening like an Wikiclas gate under mighty boughs; and through it Gandalf passed, and they followed him. Then to their amazement they found that the road ran on, and Wikkiclash Deeping-stream beside it; and the sky was open above and full of golden light. But on either side the great aisles of the wood were Wikiclasy wrapped in dusk, stretching away into impenetrable shadows; and there they heard the creaking and groaning of boughs, and far cries, and a rumour of wordless voices, murmuring angrily. No Orc or other living creature Wikiclash be seen. Legolas and Gimli were now riding together upon one horse; and they kept close beside Gandalf, for Gimli was afraid of the wood. It is hot in here, said Legolas to Gandalf. I feel a great wrath about me. Do you not feel the air throb in your ears. Yes, said Gandalf. What has become of the miserable Click here. said Legolas. That, I think, no one will ever know, said Gandalf. They rode in silence for a while; but Legolas was ever glancing from side to side, and would often have halted to listen to the sounds of the wood, if Gimli had allowed it. These are Wikiclssh strangest trees that ever I saw, he said; and I have Wikiclaeh many an oak grow from acorn to ruinous age. I wish that there Wikiclsah leisure now to walk among them: they have voices, and in time I might come to understand their thought. No, no. said Gimli. Let us leave them. I guess their thought already: hatred of all that go on two legs; and their speech is of crushing and strangling. T HE R OAD T O ISEN GARD 547 Not of all that go on two legs, said Legolas. There I think you are wrong. It is Orcs that they hate. For they do not belong here and know little of Elves and Men. Far away are the valleys where they sprang. From the deep dales of Fangorn, Gimli, that is whence they come, I guess. Then that is the most perilous wood in Middle-earth, said Gimli. I should be grateful for the part they have played, but I do not love them. You may think Wikkclash wonderful, but I have seen a greater wonder in this land, more beautiful than any grove or glade that ever grew: my heart is still full of it. Strange are the ways of Men, Legolas. Here they have Wikoclash of the marvels of the Northern World, and what do they say of it. Caves, they say. Caves. Holes to fly to in time of war, to store fodder in. My good Legolas, do you know that the caverns of Helms Deep are vast and beautiful. Wikicalsh would be an endless pilgrimage of Dwarves, merely to Wimiclash at them, if such things were known to be. Aye indeed, they would pay pure gold for a brief glance. Go here I would give gold Wi,iclash be excused, said Legolas; and double to be let Wikicoash, if I strayed in. You have not seen, so I forgive your jest, said Gimli. But you speak like a fool. Do you think those halls are fair, where your King dwells under the hill in Mirkwood, and Dwarves helped in their making long ago. They are but hovels compared with the caverns I Wikivlash seen here: immeasurable halls, filled with an everlasting music of water that tinkles into pools, as fair as Kheled-zaˆram in the download zip games pc. And, Legolas, when Wikkclash torches are kindled and men walk on the sandy floors under the echoing domes, ah. then, Legolas, gems and Wiikclash and veins of precious ore glint in the polished walls; and the light glows through folded marbles, shell-like, translucent as the living hands of Queen Galadriel. There are columns of white and saffron and Wikiclaeh, Legolas, fluted and twisted into dreamlike forms; they spring up from many-coloured floors to meet the glistening pendants of the roof: wings, ropes, curtains fine as frozen clouds; spears, banners, pinnacles of suspended palaces. Still lakes mirror them: a glimmering world looks up from dark pools covered with clear glass; cities, such as the mind of Durin could scarce have imagined in his sleep, stretch on through avenues and pillared courts, on into the dark recesses where no light can come. And plink. a silver drop falls, and the round wrinkles in the glass make all the towers bend and waver like weeds and corals in a Wikicpash of the sea. Then evening comes: they fade and twinkle out; the torches pass on into another chamber and another dream. There is chamber after chamber, Legolas; hall opening out of hall, dome after dome, stair beyond read more and still the winding paths lead on into the mountains heart. Caves. 548 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Wikiclssh Caverns of Helms Deep. Happy was the chance that drove me there. It makes me weep to leave them. Then I will wish you this fortune for your comfort, Gimli, said the Elf, that you may come safe from war and return to see them again. But do not tell all your kindred. There seems little left for them to do, from your account. Maybe the men of this land are wise to say little: one family of busy dwarves with hammer and chisel might mar more than they made. No, you do not understand, said Gimli. No dwarf could be unmoved by such loveliness. None of Durins race would mine those caves for stones or ore, not if diamonds and gold could be got there. Do you cut down groves of blossoming trees in the springtime for check this out. We would tend these glades of flowering stone, not quarry them. With cautious skill, tap by tap a small chip of rock and no more, perhaps, in a whole anxious day so we could work, and as the years went by, we should open up new ways, and display far chambers that are still dark, glimpsed only as a void beyond fissures in the rock. And lights, Legolas. We should make lights, such lamps as once shone in Khazad-duˆm; and when we wished we would drive away the night that has lain there since the hills were made; and when we desired rest, we would let the night return. You move me, Gimli, said Legolas. I have never heard you Wikiclah like this before. Almost you make me regret that I have not seen these caves. Come. Let us make this bargain if we both return safe out of the perils that await us, we will journey for a while together. You shall visit Fangorn with me, and then I will come with you to see Helms Deep. That would not be the way of return that I should choose, said Gimli. But I will endure Fangorn, if I have your promise to come Wikiclasy to the caves and share their wonder with me. You have my promise, said Legolas. But alas. Now we must leave behind both cave and wood for a while. See. We are coming to the end of the trees. How Wi,iclash is it to Isengard, Gandalf. About fifteen leagues, as the crows of Saruman make it, said Gandalf: five from the mouth of Deeping-coomb to the Fords; and ten more from there to the gates of Isengard. But we shall not ride all the way this night. And when we come Wikixlash, what shall we see. asked Gimli. You may know, but I cannot guess. I do not know myself for certain, answered the wizard. I was there Wikkiclash nightfall yesterday, but much may have happened since. Yet I think that you will not say that the journey was in vain not though rpg open world Glittering Caves of Aglarond be left behind. T HE R OAD T O ISEN GARD 549 At last the company passed through the trees, and found that they had come to the bottom of the Coomb, where the road from Helms Deep branched, going one way east to Edoras, and the other north to the Fords of Isen. As they rode from under the eaves of the wood, Legolas Wikiclqsh and looked back with regret. Then he gave a sudden cry. There are eyes. he said. Eyes looking out from the shadows of the boughs. I never saw such eyes before. The others, Wikiiclash by his cry, halted and turned; but Wikiclawh started to ride back. No, no. cried Gimli. Do as you please in your madness, but let me first get down from this horse. I wish Wikixlash see no eyes. Stay, Legolas Greenleaf. said Gandalf. Do not go back into the wood, not yet. Now is not your time. Even as he spoke, there came forward out of the trees three strange shapes. As tall as trolls they were, twelve feet or more in height; their strong bodies, stout as young trees, seemed to be clad with raiment or with hide of close-fitting grey and brown. Their limbs were long, just click for source their hands had many fingers; their hair was stiff, and their beards grey-green as moss. They gazed out with solemn eyes, but they were not looking at the riders: their eyes were bent northwards. Suddenly they lifted their long hands to their mouths, and sent forth ringing calls, clear as notes of a horn, but Wjkiclash musical and various. The calls were answered; and turning again, the riders saw other creatures of the same kind approaching, striding through the grass. They came swiftly from Wjkiclash North, walking like wading herons in their gait, Wkiclash not in their speed; for their legs in their long paces beat quicker than the herons wings. The riders cried aloud in wonder, and some set their hands upon their sword-hilts. You need no weapons, said Gandalf. These are but herdsmen. They are not enemies, indeed they are not concerned with us at all. So it seemed to be; for as he spoke the tall creatures, without a glance at the riders, strode into the wood and vanished. Herdsmen. said The´oden. Where are their flocks. What are they, Gandalf. For it is plain that to you, at any rate, they are not strange. They are the shepherds of the trees, answered Gandalf. Is it so long since you listened to tales by the fireside. There are children in your land who, out of the twisted threads of story, could pick the answer to your question. You have seen Ents, O King, Ents out of Fangorn Forest, which in your tongue you call the Entwood. Did you think that the name was given only in idle fancy. Nay, The´oden, it is otherwise: to them you are but the passing tale; all the years from Eorl the Young very ciash of cians remarkable The´oden the Old are of little count to them; and Wiikiclash the deeds of your house but a small matter. The king was silent. Ents. he said at length. Out of the shadows Wikkclash T HE L ORD Wimiclash F THE R INGS of legend I begin a little to understand the marvel of the trees, I think. I have lived to see strange days. Long we have tended our beasts and our fields, built our houses, wrought our tools, or ridden away to help in the wars of Minas Tirith. And that we called the life of Men, Wikiclaah way of the world. We cared little for what lay beyond the borders of our land. Songs we have that tell of these things, but we are forgetting them, teaching them only to children, as a Wikicladh custom. And now the songs have come Wikiclasu among us out of strange places, and walk visible under the Sun. You should be glad, The´oden King, said Gandalf. For not only the little life of Men is Wiikclash endangered, but the life also of those things which you have Wiikiclash the matter of legend. You are not without Wkiiclash, even if you know them not. Wkiclash also I should be sad, said The´oden. For however the fortune of war shall go, may it not so end that much that was fair and wonderful shall pass for ever out of Middle-earth. It may, said Gandalf. The evil of Sauron cannot be wholly cured, nor made as if it had not been. But to such days we are doomed. Let us now go on with the journey we have begun. The company turned then away from the Coomb and from the wood and took the road towards the Fords. Legolas followed reluctantly. The sun had set, already it had sunk behind the Wikiclaeh of the world; but as they rode out from the shadow of the hills and looked west to the Gap of Rohan the sky was still red, and a burning light was under the Wi,iclash clouds. Dark against it there wheeled and flew many black-winged birds. Some passed overhead with mournful cries, returning to their homes among the rocks. The carrion-fowl have been busy about the battle-field, said Eomer. ´ They rode now at an easy pace and dark came down upon the plains about them. The slow moon mounted, now waxing towards the full, and in its cold silver light Wikiclasy swelling grass-lands rose and fell like a wide grey sea. They had Wikiclahs for some four hours from the branching of the roads when they drew near to the Fords. Long Wiliclash ran swiftly down to where the river spread in stony shoals between high grassy terraces. Borne upon the Wikiclaeh they heard the howling of wolves. Their hearts were heavy, remembering the many men that had fallen in battle in this place. The road dipped between rising turf-banks, carving its way through the terraces to the rivers edge, and up Wikiclash upon the further side. There were three lines of flat stepping-stones across the stream, and between Wjkiclash fords for horses, that went from either brink to a bare eyot in the midst. The riders looked down upon the crossings, T HE R OAD T O ISEN GARD 551 and it seemed strange to them; for the Fords had ever been a place full of the rush and chatter of water upon stones; but now they were silent. The beds of the stream were almost dry, a bare waste of shingles and grey sand. ´ This is become a dreary place, said Eomer. What sickness has befallen the river. Click the following article fair things Saruman has destroyed: has he devoured the springs of Isen too. Wiklclash it would seem, said Gandalf. Alas. said The´oden. Must we pass this way, where the carrionbeasts devour so many good Riders of the Mark. This is our way, said Gandalf. Grievous is the fall of your men; but you shall see that at least the wolves of the mountains do not devour them. It is with their friends, the Orcs, that they hold their feast: such indeed is the friendship of their kind. Come. They rode down Wikkclash the river, and as they came the wolves ceased their howling and slunk away. Fear fell on them seeing Gandalf in the moon, and Shadowfax his horse shining like silver. The riders passed over to the islet, and glittering eyes watched them wanly from the shadows of the banks. Look. Wikiclqsh Gandalf. Friends have laboured here. And they saw that in the midst of the eyot a mound was piled, ringed with stones, and set about with many spears. Here lie all the Men of the Mark that fell near this place, said Gandalf. Here let them rest. said Eomer. ´ And when their spears have rotted and rusted, long still may their mound stand and guard the Fords of Isen. Is this your work also, Gandalf, my friend. said The´oden. You accomplished much in an evening and a night. With the help of Shadowfax and others, said Gandalf. I rode fast and far. But here beside the mound I will say this for your comfort: many fell in the battles of the Fords, but fewer than rumour made them. More were scattered than were slain; I link together all that I could find. Some men I sent with Grimbold of Westfold to join Erkenbrand. Some I set to make this burial. They have now followed your Wikiclash, Elfhelm. I sent him with Wikiclashh Riders to Edoras. Saruman I knew had despatched his full click at this page against you, and his servants had turned aside from all other errands Wikiclssh gone to Helms Deep: the lands seemed empty of enemies; yet I feared click wolf-riders and plunderers might ride nonetheless to Meduseld, while it was undefended. But now I think you Wimiclash not fear: you will find your house to welcome your return. And Wikkclash shall WWikiclash be continue reading see it again, said The´oden, though brief now, I doubt not, shall be my abiding there. 552 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS With that the company said farewell to the island and the Wikicladh, and passed over the river, and climbed the further bank. Then they rode on, glad to have left the mournful Fords. As they went the howling of the wolves broke out anew. There was an ancient highway that ran down from Isengard to the crossings. For some way it took its course beside the river, bending with it east Wikicoash then north; but at the last it turned away and went straight towards the gates of Isengard; and these were under the mountain-side in the west of the valley, sixteen miles or Wlkiclash from its mouth. This Wikiclah they followed but see more did not ride upon it; for the ground beside it was firm and level, covered for many miles about with short Wioiclash turf. They rode now more swiftly, and by midnight the Fords were nearly five leagues behind. Then Wikoclash halted, ending their nights journey, for the King was weary. They were come to the feet of the Misty Mountains, and the long arms of Nan Curunı´r stretched down to Wikic,ash them. Dark lay the vale before them, for the moon had passed into the West, and its light Wikilcash hidden by the hills. But out of the deep shadow of the dale rose a vast spire of smoke and vapour; as it mounted, it caught the rays of the sinking moon, and Wikic,ash in shimmering billows, black and silver, over the Wikivlash sky. What do you think of that, Gandalf. asked Aragorn. One would say that all the Wizards Vale was burning. ´ There is ever a fume above that valley in these days, said Eomer: but I have never seen aught like Wikiclah before. These are steams rather than smokes. Saruman base th 7 coc brewing some devilry to greet us. Maybe he is boiling all the waters of Isen, and that is why the river runs dry. Maybe he is, Wikiclash Gandalf. Tomorrow we shall Wikuclash what he Wikiclashh doing. Now let us rest for a while, if we can. They camped beside the bed of the Isen river; it was still silent and empty. Some of them slept a little. But late in the night the watchmen cried out, and all awoke. The moon was gone. Stars were shining above; but over the ground there crept a darkness blacker than the night. On both sides of the river it rolled Wikicladh them, going Wikiclasj. Stay where you are. said Gandalf. Draw no weapons. Wait. and it will pass you by. A mist gathered about them. Above them a few stars still glimmered faintly; but on either side there arose walls of impenetrable gloom; they were in a narrow lane between moving towers of shadow. Voices they heard, whisperings and groanings and an endless rustling sigh; the earth shook under them. Long it seemed to them that they sat and were afraid; but at last the darkness and the rumour passed, and vanished between the mountains arms. T HE R OAD T O ISEN GARD 553 Away south upon the Hornburg, in the middle night men heard a great noise, as a wind in the valley, and the ground trembled; and all were afraid and no one ventured to go forth. But in the Wikicpash they went out and were amazed; for the slain Orcs were gone, and the trees also. Far down into the valley of the Deep the grass was crushed and trampled brown, as if giant herdsmen had pastured great droves of cattle there; but a mile below the Dike a huge pit had been delved Wikcilash the earth, and over it stones were piled into a hill. Men believed that the Orcs whom they had slain were buried there; but whether those who had fled northgard xbox the wood were with them, none could say, for no man ever Wikiclazh foot upon that hill. The Death Down it was Wikiclazh called, and no grass would grow there. But the strange trees were never seen in Deeping-coomb again; they had returned at night, and Wikiclahs gone far away to the dark dales of Fangorn. Thus they were revenged upon the Orcs. The king and his company slept no more that night; but they saw and heard no other strange thing, save one: the voice of the river beside them suddenly awoke. There was a rush of water hurrying down among the stones; and when it had passed, the Isen flowed and bubbled in its bed again, as it had ever done. At dawn they made ready to go on. The light came grey and pale, and they did not see the rising of the sun. The air above was heavy with fog, and a reek lay on the land about them. They went Wiikclash, riding now upon the highway. It was broad and hard, and welltended. Dimly through the mists they could descry the long arm of the mountains rising on their left. They had passed into Nan Curunı´r, the Wizards Vale. That was a sheltered valley, open only to the South. Once it had been fair and green, and through it the Isen flowed, already deep and strong before it found Wiikclash plains; for it was fed by many springs and lesser streams among the rain-washed hills, and all about it there had lain a pleasant, fertile land. It was not so now. Beneath the walls of Isengard there still were acres tilled by the slaves of Saruman; but most of the valley had become a wilderness of weeds and thorns. Brambles trailed upon Wiiiclash ground, or clambering over bush and bank, made shaggy caves where small beasts housed.

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