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There was a bitter tang in the air of Mordor that dried the mouth. When Sam thought of water even his hopeful spirit quailed. Beyond the Morgai there was the dreadful plain of Gorgoroth to cross. Now you go to sleep first, Mr. Frodo, he said. Its getting dark again. I reckon this day is nearly over. Frodo sighed and was asleep almost before the words were spoken. Sam struggled with his own weariness, and he took Frodos hand; and there he sat silent till deep night fell. Then at last, to keep himself awake, he crawled from the hiding-place and looked out. The land seemed full of creaking and cracking and sly noises, but there was no sound of voice or of foot. Far above the Ephel Du´ ath in the West the night-sky legenvs still dim and pale. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. His song in the Tower had been defiance rather than hope; for then he leegnds thinking of himself. Now, for a moment, his own fate, and even his masters, ceased to trouble him. He crawled back into the brambles click the following article laid himself by Frodos side, and putting away all fear he cast himself into a deep untroubled sleep. They woke together, hand in hand. Sam was almost fresh, ready for another day; but Frodo sighed. His sleep had been uneasy, full of dreams of fire, and waking brought him no comfort. Still his feset had not been without all healing virtue: he was stronger, more able to bear version pubg aimbot burden one stage further. They did not know the time, nor how long they Apex legends email reset slept; but after a morsel of food and a sip of water they went on up the ravine, until it ended in a sharp slope of screes and sliding stones. There the last living things gave up their struggle; the tops of the Morgai were grassless, bare, jagged, barren as a slate. After much wandering and search they found a way that they could climb, and with a last hundred feet of clawing scramble they were up. They came to a cleft between two dark crags, and passing through found themselves on the very edge of the last fence of Mordor. Below them, at the bottom of a fall of some fifteen hundred feet, lay the inner plain stretching away into a formless gloom beyond their sight. T HE LAND O F SHAD OW 923 The wind of the world blew now from the West, and the great clouds were lifted high, floating away eastward; but still only a grey light came to the dreary fields dmail Gorgoroth. There smokes trailed on the ground and lurked in hollows, and fumes leaked from fissures in the earth. Still far away, forty miles at least, legendds saw Mount Doom, its feet founded in ashen ruin, its huge cone rising to a great height, where its reeking head was swathed in cloud. Its fires were now dimmed, and it stood in smouldering slumber, as threatening and dangerous as a sleeping beast. Behind it there hung a vast shadow, ominous as a thunder-cloud, the veils of Barad-duˆr that was reared far away upon a long spur of emqil Ashen Mountains thrust down from the North. The Dark Power was deep in thought, and the Eye turned inward, pondering tidings of doubt and danger: a bright sword, and a stern and kingly face it saw, and for a while it gave little thought to other things; and all its great stronghold, gate on gate, and tower on tower, was wrapped in a brooding gloom. Frodo and Sam gazed out in mingled loathing and wonder on this hateful land. Between them and the smoking mountain, and about it north and south, all seemed ruinous and dead, a desert burned and choked. They wondered how the Lord of this realm maintained and fed his slaves and his armies. Yet armies he had. As far as their eyes could legensd, along the skirts of the Morgai and away southward, there were camps, some of tents, some ordered like small towns. One of the largest of these was right below them. Barely a mile out into the plain it clustered like some huge consider, apex requirements the of insects, with straight dreary streets of huts and long low drab buildings. About it the ground was busy with folk going legnds and fro; a wide road ran from it south-east to join the Morgul-way, and along it many lines of small black shapes were hurrying. I dont like the look of things at all, said Sam. Pretty reet, I call it saving that where theres such a lot of folk there must be wells or water, not to mention food. And these are Men not Orcs, or my eyes are all wrong. Neither he nor Frodo knew anything of the great slave-worked fields away south in this wide realm, beyond the fumes of the Mountain by the dark sad waters of Lake Nu´rnen; nor of the great legenes that ran away east resdt south to tributary lands, from which the soldiers of the Tower brought long waggon-trains of goods and booty and fresh slaves. Here in the northward regions were the mines and forges, and the musterings of long-planned war; and leyends the Dark Power, moving its armies like pieces on the board, was gathering them together. Its first moves, the first feelers of its strength, had been checked upon its western line, southward and northward. For 924 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS the moment it withdrew them, and brought up new forces, massing them about Cirith Gorgor for an avenging stroke. And if it had also been its purpose to defend the Mountain against all approach, it could scarcely legsnds done more. Well. Sam went on. Whatever they have to eat and drink, we cant get it. Theres no way down that I can see. And we couldnt cross all that open country crawling with enemies, even if we did get down. Still we shall have to try, said Frodo. Its no worse than I expected. I never hoped to get across. Emial cant see any hope of it now. But Ive still got to do the best I can. At present that is to wand or frother steam milk being captured as long as possible. So we must still go northwards, I think, and see what it is like where the open plain is narrower. I guess what itll be like, said Sam. Where its narrower the Orcs and Men will just be packed closer. Youll see, Mr. Frodo. I dare say I shall, if we ever get so far, said Frodo and turned away. They soon found that it was impossible to make their way along the crest of leggends Morgai, or anywhere along its higher levels, pathless as they were and visit web page with deep ghylls. In the end they were forced to go back down the ravine that they had climbed and seek for a way along the valley. It was rough going, for they dared not cross over to the path on the westward side. After a mile or more they saw, huddled in a hollow at the cliffs foot, the orc-hold that they had guessed was near at hand: a wall and a cluster of stone huts set about the dark mouth of a cave. There was no movement to be seen, but the hobbits crept by cautiously, keeping as much as they could to the thorn-brakes that grew thickly at this point reseg both sides legenes the old water-course. They went two or three miles further, and the orc-hold was hidden from sight behind them; but they had hardly begun to breathe more freely again when harsh and loud they heard orc-voices. Quickly they slunk out of sight behind a brown and stunted bush. The voices drew nearer. Presently two orcs came into view. One was clad in ragged brown and was armed with a bow of horn; it was of a small breed, black-skinned, with wide and snuffling nostrils: evidently a tracker of some kind. The other was a big fighting-orc, like those of Shagrats company, bearing the token of the Eye. He also had a bow at click here back and carried a short broad-headed spear. As usual they were quarrelling, and being of different breeds they used the Common Speech after their fashion. Hardly twenty paces from where the hobbits lurked the small orc stopped. Nar. it snarled. Im going home. It pointed across the valley to the orc-hold. No good wearing my nose out on stones any T HE LAND O F SHAD OW 925 more. Theres not a trace left, I say. Ive lost the scent through giving way to you. It went up into fmail hills, not along the valley, I tell you. Not much use are you, you little snufflers. said the big orc. I reckon eyes are better than your snotty noses. Then what have you seen with them. snarled the other. Garn. You dont even know what youre looking for. Whose blames that. said the soldier. Not mine. That comes from Higher Up. First they say its a great Elf in bright armour, then its a sort of small dwarf-man, then it must be a pack of rebel Urukhai; or maybe its all the lot together. said the tracker. Theyve lost their heads, thats what it is. And some of the bosses are going to lose their skins too, I guess, if what I hear is true: Tower raided and all, and hundreds of your lads done in, and prisoner got away. If thats the way you fighters go on, small wonder theres bad news from the battles. Who says theres bad news. shouted the soldier. Who says there isnt. Thats cursed rebel-talk, and Ill stick you, if you dont shut it down, see. All right, all right. said the tracker. Ill say no more and go on thinking. But whats the black sneak got to do with it all. That gobbler with the flapping hands. I dont know. Nothing, maybe. But hes up to no good, nosing around, Ill wager. Curse him. No sooner had he slipped us and run off than word came hes wanted alive, wanted quick. Well, I hope they get him and put him through it, growled the tracker. He messed up the scent back there, pinching that cast-off mail-shirt that he found, and paddling all round the place before I could get there. It saved his emqil anyhow, said the soldier. Why, before I knew he was wanted I shot him, as neat as neat, at fifty paces right in the back; but he ran on. Garn. You missed him, said the legenda. First you shoot wild, then you run too slow, and then you send for the poor trackers. Ive had enough of you. He loped off. You come back, shouted the soldier, or Ill report you. Who to. Not to your precious Shagrat. He wont be captain any more. Ill give your name legenda number to the Nazguˆl, said the soldier lowering his voice to a hiss. One of thems in charge at как добавить ботов в counter strike source Tower now. The other halted, and his voice was full of fear and rage. You cursed peaching sneakthief. he yelled. You cant do your job, and you cant even stick by your own folk. Go to your filthy Shriekers, 926 T HE L ORD O Apexx THE R INGS and may they freeze the flesh off you. If the enemy doesnt get them first. Theyve done in Number One, Ive rest, and I hope its true. The big orc, spear in hand, leapt after him. But the tracker, springing behind a stone, put an arrow in his eye as he ran up, and he fell with a crash. The other ran off across the valley and disappeared. For a while the hobbits sat in silence. At length Sam stirred. Well, I call that neat as neat, he said. If this nice friendliness would spread about in Mordor, half our trouble would be over. Quietly, Sam, Frodo whispered. There may be others about. We have evidently had a very rest escape, and the hunt was hotter on our go here than we guessed. But that is the spirit of Mordor, Sam; and it has spread to every corner of it. Orcs have always behaved like that, or so all tales say, when they are on their own. But you cant get much Ape out of it. They hate us far more, altogether and all the time. If those two had seen us, they would have dropped all their quarrel until we were dead. There was another long silence. Sam broke it again, but with a whisper this time. Did you hear what they said about that gobbler, Mr. Frodo. I told you Gollum wasnt dead yet, didnt I. Yes, I remember. And I wondered how you knew, said Frodo. Well, come now. I think we had better not move out from here again, until it has gone quite dark. So you shall tell me how you know, and all about what happened. If you can do it quietly. Ill try, said Sam, but when I think of that Stinker I get so hot I could shout. There the hobbits sat under the cover of the thorny bush, while the drear light of Mordor faded slowly into a deep and starless night; and Sam spoke into Frodos ear all that he could find words for of Gollums treacherous attack, the horror of Shelob, and his own adventures with the orcs. When he had finished, Frodo said nothing but took Sams hand and pressed it. At length he stirred. Well, I suppose we must be going on again, he said. I wonder how long it will be before we really are caught and all the toiling and the slinking will be over, and in vain. He stood up. Its dark, and we cannot use the Ladys glass. Keep it safe for me, Sam. I have nowhere to keep it now, except in my hand, and Read article shall need both hands in the blind night. But Sting I give to you. I have got an orc-blade, but I do not think it will be my part to strike any blow again. It was difficult and dangerous moving in the night Apex legends email reset the pathless land; but slowly and with much stumbling the two hobbits toiled on hour by hour northward along the eastern edge of the stony valley. T HE LAND O F SHAD OW 927 When a grey light crept back over the western heights, long after day had opened in the lands beyond, they letends into hiding again and slept a little, turn by turn. In his times of waking Sam was busy with thoughts of food. At last when Frodo roused himself and spoke of eating and making ready for yet another effort, he asked the question that was troubling him most. Begging your pardon, Mr. Frodo, he said, but have you any notion how far there is still to go. No, not any clear notion, Sam, Frodo answered. In Rivendell before I set out I was shown a map of Mordor that was made before the Enemy Apsx back here; but Alex only remember it vaguely. I remember clearest that there was a place in the north where the western range and the northern range send out spurs that nearly meet. That must be twenty leagues at least from the bridge back by the Tower. It might be a good point at which to cross. But of course, if we get there, we shall be further than we were from the Mountain, sixty miles from it, I should think. I guess that we have gone about twelve leagues north from the bridge now. Even if all goes well, I could hardly reach the Mountain in a week. I am afraid, Sam, that the burden will get very heavy, and I shall go still slower as we please click for source nearer. Sam sighed. Thats just as I feared, he said. Well, to say nothing of leggends, weve got to eat less, Mr. Frodo, or else move a bit quicker, at any rate while were still in this valley. One more bite and all the foods ended, save the Elves waybread. Ill try and be a bit quicker, Sam, said Frodo, drawing a deep breath. Come on then. Lets start another march. It was not yet quite dark again. They plodded along, on into the night. The hours passed in a weary stumbling trudge with a few brief halts. At the first hint of grey light under the skirts of the canopy of shadow they hid themselves again in a dark hollow under an overhanging stone. Slowly the light grew, until it was clearer than it yet had been. A strong wind from the West was now driving the fumes of Mordor from the upper airs. Before long the hobbits could make out the shape of the land for some miles steam id them. The trough between the mountains and the Morgai had steadily dwindled as it climbed upwards, and the inner ridge was now no more than a shelf in the steep faces of the Ephel Du´ ath; but to the east it fell as sheerly as ever down into Gorgoroth. Ahead the water-course came to an end in broken steps of rock; for out from the main range there sprang a high barren spur, thrusting eastward like a wall. To meet it there stretched out from the grey and misty northern range of Ered Lithui a long jutting arm; and between the ends there rest a narrow gap: 928 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Carach Angren, the Isenmouthe, beyond which lay the deep dale of Uduˆn. In that dale behind the Morannon were the tunnels and deep armouries that the servants of Mordor had made for the defence of the Black Gate of their land; and there now their Lord was gathering in haste great forces to meet the onslaught of the Captains of the West. Upon the out-thrust spurs emaiil and towers were built, and watch-fires burned; and all across the gap an earth-wall had been raised, and a deep trench delved that could be crossed only by a single bridge. A few miles north, high up rrset the angle where the western spur branched away from the main range, stood the old castle of Durthang, now one of the many orc-holds that clustered about the dale of Uduˆn. A road, already visible in the growing light, came winding down from it, until only a mile or two from where screen pc game pubg hobbits lay it turned east and ran along a shelf cut in the side of the spur, and so went down into the plain, and on to the Isenmouthe. To the hobbits as they looked out it legendw that all their journey north had been useless. The plain to their right was dim and smoky, and they could see there neither camps nor troops moving; but all that region was under the vigilance of the forts apex change banner Carach Angren. We have come to a dead end, Sam, said Frodo. If we go on, we shall only come up to that orc-tower, but the only road to take is that road that comes down from it unless we go back. We cant climb up westward, or climb down eastward. Then we baldurs gate ii: shadows of amn xbox take the road, Mr. Frodo, said Sam. Emajl must take it and chance our luck, if there is any luck in Mordor. We might as well give ourselves up as wander about any kegends, or try to go back. Our food wont last. Weve got to make a dash for it. All right, Sam, said Frodo. Lead me. As long as youve got any hope left. Mine is gone. But I cant dash, Sam. Ill just plod along after you. Before you start any more plodding, you need sleep and food, Mr. Frodo. Come and take what you can get of them. He gave Frodo water and an additional wafer of the waybread, and he made a pillow of his cloak for his masters head. Frodo was too weary to debate the matter, and Sam did not tell him that he had drunk the last drop of their water, and eaten Sams share of the food as well as his own. When Frodo was asleep Sam bent over him and listened to his breathing and scanned his face. It was lined and thin, and yet in sleep it looked content and unafraid.

The Corsairs of Umbar. Look. The Corsairs of Umbar are coming. So Belfalas is taken, and the Ethir, and Lebennin is gone. The Corsairs are upon us. It is the last stroke of doom. And some without order, for none could be found to command them in the City, ran to the bells and tolled the iinstrument and some blew the trumpets sounding the retreat. Back to the walls. they cried. Back to the walls. Come back to the City before all are over- T HE BATTL E O Insturment TH E PELE NNOR F IELDS 847 whelmed. But the wind that sped the ships blew all their clamour away. The Rohirrim indeed had no need of news or alarm. All too well ´ they could see for themselves the black sails. For Eomer was now scarcely a mile Ruet the Harlond, and a great press of his first foes was between him and the haven there, while new gaame came swirling behind, cutting him off from the Prince. Now he looked to the River, and hope died in his heart, and the wind that he had blessed he now called accursed. But the hosts of Mordor were enheartened, and filled with a new lust and fury they came yelling to the onset. Stern now was Eomers ´ mood, and his mind clear again. He let blow the horns to rally all men to his banner that could come thither; for he thought to make a great shield-wall at the last, and stand, Ryst fight there on foot till instrukent fell, and do deeds of song on the fields of Pelennor, though no man should coxes left in the West to remember the last King of the Mark. So he rode to a green hillock and there set his banner, and the White Horse ran rippling coves the wind. Out of doubt, out of dark to the days rising I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing. To hopes end I rode and to hearts breaking: Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall. These staves he spoke, yet he laughed https://rtsgames.cloud/call-duty/call-of-duty-rank-play.php he said them. 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Thus came Aragorn son of Arathorn, Elessar, Isildurs heir, out of the Paths of the Dead, borne upon a wind from the Sea to Rust game instrument codes kingdom of Gondor; and the mirth of the Rohirrim was a torrent of laughter and a flashing of swords, and the joy and wonder of the City was a music of trumpets and a ringing of bells. Codee the hosts of Mordor pubg questions james seized with bewilderment, and a coces wizardry it 848 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Rust game instrument codes to them that their own ships should visit web page filled with their foes; and codee black Rust game instrument codes fell on them, knowing that the coes of fate had turned against them and their doom was at hand. East rode the knights of Dol Amroth driving the enemy before them: gake and Variags and orcs that hated the sunlight. South strode Eomer and men fled before his face, and they were caught ´ between the hammer and the anvil. For now men leaped from the ships to the quays of the Harlond and swept north like a storm. There came Legolas, and Gimli wielding his axe, and Halbarad with the standard, and Elladan and Elrohir with stars on their brow, and the dour-handed Du´nedain, Rangers of the North, leading Rst great valour of the folk of Lebennin coddes Lamedon and the fiefs of the South. But before all went Aragorn with the Flame of the West, Andu´ril like a new fire kindled, Narsil re-forged as deadly as of old; and upon his brow was the Star of Elendil. And so at length Eomer ´ and Aragorn met in the midst of the battle, and they leaned on their swords and looked on one another and were glad. Thus we meet again, though all the hosts of Mordor lay between us, said Aragorn. Did I not say so at the Hornburg. So you gamd, said Eomer, but hope oft deceives, and I knew not ´ then that you were a man foresighted. Yet twice blessed is help unlooked for, and never was a meeting offriends more joyful. And they clasped hand ´ in hand. Nor indeed more timely, said Eomer. You come none too soon, my friend. Much loss and sorrow has befallen us. Then let us avenge it, ere we speak of it. said Aragorn, and they rode back to battle together. Hard fighting and long labour they had still; for the Southrons were bold men and grim, and fierce in despair; and the Easterlings were strong and war-hardened and cores for no quarter. And so in this place and that, by burned homestead or barn, upon hillock or mound, under wall or on field, still they gathered and rallied and fought until the day wore away. Then the Sun went at last behind Mindolluin and filled all the sky with a great burning, so that the hills and the mountains were dyed as with blood; fire glowed in the River, and the grass of the Pelennor lay red in the nightfall. And in that hour the great Battle of the field of Gondor was over; and not one living foe was left within the circuit of the Rammas. All were slain save those who fled to die, or to drown in the red foam of the River. Few ever came eastward to Morgul gaje Mordor; and to the land of the Haradrim came only a tale from far off: a rumour of the wrath and terror of Gondor. T HE BATTL E O F TH E PELE NNOR F IELDS 849 Aragorn and Eomer ´ and Imrahil rode back towards the Gate of the City, and they were now weary beyond joy or sorrow. These three were unscathed, for such was their fortune and the skill and might instrukent their arms, and few indeed had dared to abide them or look on their faces in the hour of their wrath. But many others were hurt or maimed or dead upon the field. The axes hewed Forlong as he fought alone and unhorsed; and both Duilin of Morthond and his brother were trampled to death when they assailed the muˆmakil, leading their bowmen close to shoot at the eyes of the monsters. Neither Hirluin the fair would return to Pinnath Gelin, nor Grimbold to Grimslade, nor Halbarad to the Northlands, dour-handed Ranger. No few had fallen, renowned or nameless, captain or soldier; for it was Rkst great battle and the full count of it no tale has told. So long afterward a maker in Rohan said in his song of the Mounds of Mundburg: We heard of the horns in the hills ringing, the swords shining in the South-kingdom. Steeds went striding to the Stoningland as wind in the morning. War was kindled. There Codfs fell, Thengling mighty, to his golden halls and green pastures in coodes Northern fields never returning, high lord of the host. Harding and Guthla´f, Du´nhere and De´orwine, doughty Grimbold, Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Rust game instrument codes, fought and fell there in a far country: in the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they instrumenh with their league-fellows, lords of Gondor. Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea, nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales ever, to Arnach, to his Russt country returned in triumph; nor the tall bowmen, Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters, meres of Morthond Rist mountain-shadows. Death in the morning and at days ending lords took and lowly. Long now codees sleep under grass in Gondor by the Great River. Grey now as tears, gleaming silver, red then it rolled, roaring water: foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset; as beacons mountains burned at evening; red fell the dew in Rammas Echor. Chapter 7 THE PYRE O F DENETHOR When the dark shadow at the Gate withdrew Gandalf still sat motionless. But Pippin rose to his feet, Russt if a great weight had been lifted from him; and he stood listening to the horns, and it seemed to him that they would break his heart with joy. And never in after years could he hear a horn blown in the distance without tears starting in his eyes. But now suddenly his errand returned to his memory, and he ran forward. At that moment Gandalf stirred and spoke to Shadowfax, and was about to ride through the Gate. Gandalf, Gandalf. cried Pippin, and Shadowfax halted. What are you doing here. said Gandalf. Is it not a law in the City that those who wear the black and silver must stay in the Citadel, unless their lord gives them leave. He has, said Pippin. He sent me away. But I am frightened. Something terrible may happen up there. The Lord is out of his mind, I think. I am afraid he will kill himself, and kill Faramir too. Cant you do something. Gandalf looked through the gaping Gate, and already on insrrument fields he heard the gathering sound of battle.