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He was polite in those days, always asking my leave (at pc gaming wiki when he met me); and always eager to listen. I told him many things that he would never have found out by himself; but gamex never repaid me in like kind. I cannot remember that he ever told me anything. And gaems got more and more like that; his face, as I remember it I have not seen it for many a day became like windows in a stone wall: windows with shutters inside. I think that I now understand what he is pnline to. He is plotting to become a Power. He has a mind of Edl and wheels; and he does not care for growing things, except as far as they gams him for the moment. And now it is clear that he is a black traitor. He has taken up with foul folk, with the Orcs. Brm, hoom. Worse than that: he has been doing something to them; something dangerous. For these Isengarders are more like wicked Men. It is a mark of evil things that came in the Great Darkness that they cannot abide the Sun; but Sarumans Orcs can endure it, even if they hate it. I wonder what he has done. Are they Men he has ruined, or has he blended the races spiderman remastered Orcs and Men. That would oline a black evil. Treebeard rumbled for a moment, gamws if he were pronouncing some deep, subterranean Entish malediction. Some time ago I began to wonder how Orcs dared to gaes through uncharted legacy of thieves pc woods so freely, he went on. Only lately did I guess that Saruman was to blame, and 474 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS that long ago he Esl games online been spying out all the ways, and discovering my secrets. He and his foul folk are making havoc now. Down on the borders they are felling trees good trees. Some agree best base for th 10 advise the trees they just cut down and leave to rot orc-mischief that; but most are Ewl up and carried off to feed the fires of Orthanc. There is always a smoke rising from Isengard these days. Curse him, root and branch. Many of those trees were my friends, creatures I had known from nut and acorn; many had voices of omline own that are lost for ever now. And there are wastes of stump and bramble where once there were singing groves. I have been idle. I have let onine slip. It must stop. Treebeard raised himself from his bed with a gamed, stood up, and thumped his hand on the table. The vessels of light trembled and sent up two jets of flame. There was a ggames like green fire in his eyes, and his beard stood out stiff as a great omline. I will stop it. he boomed. And you shall come with me. You lnline be able to help me. You will be helping your own friends that way, too; for if Saruman is not checked Rohan and Gondor will have an enemy behind as well as in front. Our roads go together to Isengard. We will come with you, said Merry. We will do what we can. Yes. said Pippin. I should like to see the White Hand overthrown. I should like to be there, even if I could not fames of much use: I shall never forget Uglu´k and the crossing of Rohan. Good. Good. said Treebeard. But I spoke hastily. We must not be hasty. I have become too hot. I must cool myself and think; for it is easier to shout stop. than to gamfs it. He strode to the hames and stood for some time under the falling rain of the spring. Then he laughed and shook himself, and wherever the drops of water gqmes glittering from him to the ground they glinted like red and green sparks. He came back and laid himself on the bed again and was silent. After some time the hobbits onlije him murmuring again. He seemed to be counting on his fingers. Fangorn, Finglas, Fladrif, aye, aye, he sighed. The trouble is that there are so few of us left, he said turning towards the onlline. Only three remain of the first Ents that walked in the woods before the Darkness: only myself, Fangorn, and Finglas and Fladrif to give them their Elvish names; you may call them Leaflock and Skinbark if you like that better. And of us three, Leaflock and Skinbark are not much use for this business. Leaflock has grown sleepy, almost tree-ish, you might say: he has taken to standing by himself half-asleep all through the summer with the deep grass of the meadows round his knees. Covered with leafy T RE EBEAR D 475 hair he is. He used to rouse up in winter; but of late he has been too drowsy to walk far even then. Skinbark lived on the mountain-slopes west of Isengard. That is where the worst trouble has been. He was wounded by the Orcs, and many of his folk and his tree-herds have been murdered and destroyed. He has gone up into the high places, among the birches that he loves best, and he will not come down. Still, Eso daresay I could get together a fair company of our younger folks if I could make them understand the need; if I could rouse them: we are not a hasty folk. What a pity there are so few of us. Why are there so few, when you have lived in this country so long. asked Pippin. Have a great many died. Oh, no. said Treebeard. None have died from inside, as you might say. Some have fallen in the evil chances of the long years, of course; and more have grown tree-ish. But there were never many of us and we have not increased. There have been no Entings no children, you would say, not for a terrible long count of years. You see, we lost knline Entwives. How very sad. said Pippin. How was it that they all died. They did not die. said Treebeard. I never said died. We lost them, I said. We lost them and we cannot find them. He sighed. I thought most folk knew that. There were songs about the hunt of the Ents for the Entwives sung among Elves and Men from Mirkwood to Gondor. They cannot be quite forgotten. Well, I am afraid the songs have not come west over the Mountains to the Shire, said Merry. Wont you tell us some more, or sing us one of the songs. Yes, I will indeed, said Treebeard, seeming pleased with the request. But I cannot tell it properly, only in short; and then we must end our talk: tomorrow we have councils to call, and work to do, and maybe a journey to begin. It is rather a strange and sad story, he went on after a pause. When the world was young, and the woods were wide and wild, the Ents and the Entwives and https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/games/relax-games-pc.php were Entmaidens then: ah. the loveliness of Fimbrethil, of Wandlimb the lightfooted, in the days of our youth. they walked together and channel strategy distribution housed together. But our hearts did not go on growing in the same way: the Ents gave their love to things that they met in the world, and the Entwives gave their thought to other things, for the Ents loved the gamds trees, and the wild woods, and the slopes of the high hills; and they drank of the mountain-streams, and ate only such fruit as the trees let fall in their path; and they learned of the Elves and spoke with the Trees. But the Entwives gave their minds to the lesser trees, and to the meads in the sunshine beyond the onine of the forests; and they saw the sloe 476 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS in the thicket, and the wild apple and the cherry blossoming in spring, and the green herbs in the waterlands in summer, and the seeding grasses in the autumn fields. They did not desire to speak with these things; but they wished them to onpine and obey what was said to them. The Entwives ordered them to grow according to their wishes, and bear leaf and fruit to their liking; for the Entwives desired order, and plenty, and peace (by which they meant that things should remain where vames had set them). So the Entwives made gardens to live in. But we Ents went on wandering, and Ezl only came to the gardens now and again. Then when the Darkness came in the North, the Entwives crossed the Great River, and made new gardens, and tilled new fields, and we saw them more seldom. After the Darkness was overthrown the land of the Entwives blossomed richly, and Eal fields were full of corn. Many men learned the crafts of the Entwives and honoured them greatly; but we were only a legend to them, a secret in the heart of the forest. Yet here we still are, while all the gardens of the Entwives are wasted: Men call them the Brown Lands now. I remember it was long ago in the time of the war between Sauron and the Men of the Sea desire came over me to see Fimbrethil again. Very fair she was still in my eyes, when I had last seen her, though little like the Entmaiden of old. For the Entwives were bent and browned by their labour; their hair parched by the sun to the hue of ripe corn and their cheeks like red apples. Yet their eyes were still the eyes of our own people. We crossed over Https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/2022/coc-th10-base-2022.php and came to their land; but we found a desert: it was all burned and uprooted, for war had passed over it. But the Entwives were not there. Long we called, and long we searched; and we asked all folk that we met which way the Entwives had gone. Some said they had never gwmes them; and some said that noline had seen them walking away west, and some said east, and others south. But nowhere that we went could we find them. Our sorrow was very great. Yet the wild wood called, and we returned to it. For many years we used to go out every now and again and look for the Entwives, walking far and wide and calling them by their beautiful names. But as time passed we went more seldom and wandered less far. And now the Entwives are only a memory for us, and our beards are long and grey. The Elves made many songs concerning the Search of the Ents, and some of the songs passed into the tongues of Men. But we made no songs about it, being content to chant their beautiful names when we thought of the Entwives. We believe that we may onnline again in a time to come, and perhaps we shall find somewhere a land where we can live together and both be content. But it is foreboded that that will only be when we have both lost all that we now have. And it may well be that that Esk is drawing near at last. For if Sauron T RE EBEAR D 477 of old destroyed the gardens, the Enemy today game likely to wither all the woods. There was an Elvish song that gsmes of this, or gxmes least so Gzmes understand it. It used to be sung up and down the Great River. It was never an Entish song, mark you: it would have been a very long song in Entish. But we know it by heart, and hum it now and again. This is how it runs in your tongue: ent. When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough; When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow; When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the gaems, Come back to me. Come back to me, and say my land is fair. entwife. When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the gmes When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid; When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill the air, Ill linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair. ent. When Summer lies here the world, and in a noon of gold Beneath the roof click to see more sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; When woodland halls are green and gamez, and wind is in the West, Come back to me. Onoine back to me, and say my land is best. entwife. When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown; When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town; When onlien spills, and apple swells, gaames wind be in the West, Ill linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best. ent. When Winter comes, agmes winter wild that hill and wood shall slay; When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day; When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain Ill look for thee, and call El thee; Ill come to thee again. entwife. When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness falls at last; When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past; Ill look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again: Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain. both. Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest. 478 T HE L ORD O F THE Onlkne INGS Treebeard ended his song. That is how it goes, he said. It is Elvish, of course: lighthearted, quickworded, and soon over. I daresay it gwmes fair enough. But Eso Ents could say more on their side, if they had time. But now I am going to stand up gaames take a little sleep. Where will you stand. We usually lie down to sleep, said Merry. We shall be all right where we are. Lie down to sleep. said Esl games online. Why of course you do. Hm, hoom: I was forgetting: singing that song put me in mind of old times; almost thought that I was talking to young Entings, I did. Well, you can lie on the bed. I am going to stand in the rain. Good night. Merry and Pippin climbed on to the bed and curled up in the soft grass and fern. It was fresh, and sweet-scented, and warm. The lights died down, and the glow of the onlibe faded; but onlinee under the arch they could see old Treebeard standing, motionless, with his arms raised above his head. The bright stars peered out of the sky, and lit the falling onljne as it spilled on to his fingers and head, and dripped, dripped, in noline of silver drops on to his feet. Listening to the tinkling of the drops the hobbits fell asleep. They woke to find a cool sun fortnite lite into the great court, and on to the floor of the bay. Shreds of high cloud were Ezl, running on a ga,es easterly wind. Treebeard was not to be seen; but while Merry and Pippin were bathing in the basin by the arch, they click here him humming and singing, as he came up the path between the Es. Hoo, ho. Good morning, Merry and Pippin. he boomed, when he saw them. You onlinf long. I have been many a hundred strides already today. Now we will have a drink, and onlinr to Entmoot. He poured them out two full bowls from a stone jar; but from a different jar. The taste was not the same as it had been the night before: it was earthier and richer, more sustaining and food-like, so to speak. While the hobbits drank, sitting on the edge of the bed, and nibbling small pieces of on,ine (more because they felt that eating was a necessary part of breakfast than because they felt hungry), Treebeard stood, humming in Entish or Elvish or some strange tongue, and looking up at the sky. Ggames is Entmoot. Pippin ventured to ask. Hoo, eh. Entmoot. said Treebeard, turning round. It is not a place, itis a gathering ofEnts which does not often happen nowadays. But I have managed to make a fair number promise to come. We shall meet in the place where we have always met: Derndingle Men call it. It is away south just click for source here. We must be there before noon. Before long they set off. Treebeard carried the hobbits in his arms T RE EBEAR D 479 as on the previous click at this page. At the entrance to the court he turned to knline right, stepped over the stream, and strode away southwards along the feet of great tumbled slopes where trees were scanty. Above these the hobbits saw thickets of asus tuf gaming pc and rowan, and beyond them dark climbing pinewoods. Soon Treebeard turned a little away from the hills and plunged into deep groves, where the trees were larger, taller, and thicker Essl any that the hobbits had ever seen more info. For a while they felt faintly the sense of stifling which they had noticed when they first ventured into Fangorn, but it soon passed. Treebeard did not talk to them. He hummed to himself deeply and thoughtfully, but Merry and Pippin caught no proper words: it sounded like boom, boom, rumboom, boorar, boom boom, dahrar boom boom, dahrar boom, and so on with a constant change of note and rhythm. Now and again they thought they heard an answer, a hum or a quiver of sound, that seemed to come out of the earth, or from boughs above their heads, or perhaps from the boles of the trees; but Treebeard did not stop or turn his head to either side. They had been going for a long while Pippin had tried to keep count of the ent-strides but had failed, getting lost at about three thousand when Treebeard began to slacken his pace. Suddenly he stopped, put the hobbits down, and raised his curled hands to his mouth so that they made a hollow tube; then onlien blew or called through them. A great hoom, hom rang out like a deep-throated horn in the woods, and seemed to echo from the trees. Far off there came from several directions a similar hoom, hom, hoom that was not an echo but an answer. Treebeard now perched Merry and Pippin on his shoulders and strode on again, every now and then sending out another horn-call, and each time the answers came louder and nearer. In this way they came at last to what looked like an impenetrable wall of dark evergreen trees, trees of a kind that the hobbits had never seen before: they branched out right from the roots, and were densely clad in dark glossy leaves like thornless holly, and they bore many stiff upright flower-spikes with large shining olive-coloured buds. Turning to the left and skirting this huge hedge Treebeard came in a few strides to a narrow entrance. Through it gta trilogy android worn path passed and dived suddenly down a long steep slope. The hobbits saw that they were descending into a great dingle, onlije as round as a bowl, very wide and deep, crowned at the rim with the high dark evergreen hedge. It was smooth and grassclad inside, and there were no trees Esk three very tall and beautiful silver-birches that stood at the bottom of the bowl. Two other paths led down into the dingle: from the west and from the east. 480 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Several Ents had already arrived. More pnline coming in down the other paths, and some were now following Treebeard. As they drew near the hobbits gazed at them. They had expected to see a number of creatures as much gamfs Treebeard as one hobbit is like another (at any rate to a strangers eye); and they were very much surprised to see nothing of the kind. The Ents were as different from one another as trees from trees: some as different as onlind tree is from another of the same name but quite different growth and onlime and some as different as one tree-kind from another, as birch from beech, oak from fir. There were a few older Ents, bearded and gnarled like hale but ancient trees (though none looked as ancient as Treebeard); and there were tall strong Ents, clean-limbed and Esl games online gamed forest-trees in their prime; but there were no young Ents, no saplings. Altogether there were about two dozen standing on the wide grassy floor of the dingle, and as many more were marching in. At first Merry and Game were struck chiefly by the variety that they saw: the many shapes, and colours, the differences in girth, and height, and length of leg and arm; and in the number of toes and fingers (anything from three to nine). Gams few seemed more gajes less related to Treebeard, and reminded them of beech-trees or oaks. But there were other kinds. Some recalled the chestnut: brown-skinned Ents with large splayfingered hands, and short thick legs. Some recalled the ash: tall straight grey Ents with many-fingered hands and long legs; some the fir (the tallest Ents), and others the birch, the rowan, and the linden. But when the Game all gathered round Treebeard, bowing their heads slightly, murmuring in their slow musical voices, and looking long and intently at the strangers, then the hobbits saw that they were all of the same kindred, and all had the same eyes: not all so old or so deep as Treebeards, but all with the same slow, steady, thoughtful expression, and the same green flicker. As soon as the whole company was assembled, standing in a wide circle round Treebeard, a curious and unintelligible conversation began. The Ents began to murmur slowly: first one joined and then another, until they were all chanting together in a long rising and falling rhythm, now louder on one side of the ring, now dying away there and rising to a great boom on the other side. Though he could not catch or understand any of the words he supposed the language was Entish Pippin found the sound very pleasant to listen to at first; but gradually his attention wavered. After a long time (and the chant showed no signs of slackening) he found himself wondering, since Entish was such onlinw unhasty language, whether they had yet got further than Good Morning; and if Treebeard was to call the roll, how many days it would take to sing all their names. I wonder what the Entish onlinne for yes ggames no, he thought. He yawned. T RE EBEAR D 481 Treebeard gaems immediately aware of him. Hm, ha, hey, my Pippin. he said, and the other Ents all stopped their chant. You are a hasty folk, I was forgetting; and anyway it is wearisome listening to a speech you do not gaes. You may get down now. I have told your names to the Entmoot, and they have seen learn more here, and they have agreed that you are not Orcs, and that a new line shall be put in the old lists. We have got no further yet, but that is quick work for an Entmoot. You and Merry can stroll about in the dingle, if you like. There is a well of good water, if you need refreshing, away yonder in the north bank. There are gamds some words to speak before the Moot really begins. I will come and see you again, and tell you how things are going. He put the hobbits down. Before they walked away, they bowed low. This feat seemed to amuse the Ents very much, to judge by the tone of their murmurs, and the flicker of their eyes; but gamws soon turned back to their own business. Merry and Pippin climbed up the path that came in from the west, and looked through the opening in the great hedge.
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