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Where did you come by that, Sam. asked Pippin. Ive never heard those words before. Sam muttered something inaudible. Its out test.isrunmingtest his own head, of course, said Frodo. I am learning a lot about Sam Gamgee on this journey. First he was a conspirator, now hes a jester. Hell end up by becoming a wizard or a warrior. I hope not, said Sam. I dont want Apex test.isrunningtest be neither. In the afternoon they went on down the woods. They were probably following the very track that Gandalf, Bilbo, and the dwarves had used many years before. After a few miles they came out on the top of a high bank above the Road. At this point the Road had left the Hoarwell far behind in its narrow https://rtsgames.cloud/apex/apex-van-hire-mill-hill.php, and now clung close to the feet of the hills, rolling and winding eastward among woods and heather-covered slopes towards the Ford and the Mountains. Not far down the bank Strider pointed test.isruningtest a stone in the grass. On it roughly cut and now much weathered could still be seen dwarf-runes game oxide mod guide secret marks. There. said Merry. That must be the stone that marked the place where the trolls gold was hidden. How much is left of Bilbos share, I wonder, Frodo. Frodo looked at the stone, and test.isrunhingtest that Bilbo had brought home no treasure more perilous, nor less easy to part with. None at all, he said. Bilbo gave it all away. He told me he did not feel it was really his, as it came from robbers. The Road lay quiet under the long shadows of early evening. There was no sign of any other travellers to be seen. As there was now no other possible course for them to take, they climbed down the bank, and turning left went off as fast as they could. Soon a shoulder of the hills cut off the light of the fast westering sun. A cold wind flowed down to meet them from test.isfunningtest mountains ahead. They were beginning to look out for a place off the Road, tesg.isrunningtest they could camp for the night, when they heard test.isrunningetst sound that brought F LI GH T T O TH E F O RD 209 sudden fear back into their hearts: the noise of hoofs behind them. They looked test.iisrunningtest, but they could test.usrunningtest see far because of the many windings and rollings of the Road. As quickly continue reading they could they scrambled off the beaten way and up into the deep heather and bilberry brushwood on the slopes above, until they came to a small patch of thick-growing hazels. As they peered out from among the bushes, they could see the Road, faint and grey in the failing light, some thirty feet below them. The sound of hoofs drew nearer. They were going fast, with a light clippety-clippety-clip. Then faintly, as if it was blown away from them by the breeze, they seemed to catch a dim ringing, as of small bells tinkling. That does not sound like a Black Riders horse. said Frodo, listening intently. The other hobbits agreed hopefully that it did not, but they all remained full of suspicion. They had been in fear of pursuit for so long that any sound from behind seemed ominous and unfriendly. But Strider was now leaning forward, stooped to the ground, with a hand to his test.isurnningtest, and a look of joy on his face. The light faded, and the leaves on the bushes rustled softly. Clearer and nearer now the bells jingled, and clippety-clip came the quick trotting feet. Suddenly into view below came a white horse, gleaming in the shadows, running swiftly. In the dusk its headstall flickered and flashed, as if it were studded with gems like living stars. The riders cloak streamed behind him, and his etst.isrunningtest was thrown back; his twst.isrunningtest hair flowed shimmering in the wind of his speed. To Frodo it appeared that a white light was shining through the form and raiment of the rider, as if through a thin veil. Strider sprang from hiding and dashed down towards the Road, leaping with a cry through the heather; but even before he had moved or called, the rider had reined in his horse and halted, looking up towards the thicket where they stood. When he saw Strider, he dismounted and ran to meet him calling out: Ai na vedui Du´nadan. Mae govannen. His speech and clear ringing voice left no doubt in their hearts: the rider was of the Elven-folk. No others that dwelt in the wide world had voices so fair to hear. But there seemed to be a note of haste or fear in his call, and they saw https://rtsgames.cloud/games/games-torrent-pc-2015.php he was now speaking quickly and urgently test.isrunmingtest Strider. Soon Strider beckoned to them, and the hobbits left the bushes and hurried down to the Road. This is Glorfindel, who dwells in the house of Elrond, said Test.isrhnningtest. Hail, and well met at test.isrunnningtest. said the Elf-lord to Frodo. I was sent from Rivendell to look for you. We feared that you were in danger upon the road. Then Gandalf has reached Rivendell. tets.isrunningtest Frodo joyfully. He had not when I departed; but that was tst.isrunningtest days ago, 210 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS answered Glorfindel. Elrond received news that troubled Apex test.isrunningtest. Some of my kindred, journeying in your land beyond the Baranduin, learned that things were amiss, and sent messages as swiftly as they could. They said that the Nine were abroad, and that you were astray bearing a great burden without guidance, for Gandalf had not returned. There are few even in Rivendell that can ride openly against the Nine; but such as there were, Elrond sent out north, west, and south. It was thought that you might turn far aside to avoid pursuit, and become lost in the Wilderness. It was my lot to take ttest.isrunningtest Road, and I came to the Bridge of Mitheithel, and left a token there, nigh on seven days ago. Three yest.isrunningtest the servants of Sauron were upon the Bridge, but they withdrew and I pursued them westward. I came also upon two others, visit web page they turned away southward. Since then I visit web page searched for your trail. Two days ago I found it, and followed it over the Bridge; Aepx today I marked where you descended from the hills again. But come. There test.isrhnningtest no time for further news. Since you are here we tesf.isrunningtest risk the peril of the Road and go. There are five behind us, and when they find your trail upon the Road they will ride after us like the wind. And they are not all. Where the other four may be, PAex do not know. I fear that we may find the Ford is already held against us. While Glorfindel was speaking the shades of evening deepened. Frodo felt a great weariness come over him. Ever since the sun began to sink the mist before his eyes had darkened, and he felt that a shadow was coming between him and the faces test.isrunningtesr his friends. Now pain assailed him, and he felt cold. He Ape, clutching at Sams arm. My master is sick and wounded, said Sam angrily. He cant go on riding after nightfall. He needs rest. Glorfindel caught Frodo as he sank to the test.isrunnkngtest, and taking him gently in his arms he looked in his face with grave anxiety. Briefly Strider told of the attack on their camp under Weathertop, and of the deadly knife. He drew out the hilt, which he had kept, and handed it to the Elf. Glorfindel shuddered as he took it, but he looked intently at it. There are evil things written on this hilt, he said; though maybe your eyes cannot see them. Keep it, Aragorn, till we reach the house of Elrond. But be wary, and handle it as little as you may. Alas. the wounds of this weapon are beyond my skill to heal. Test.isruninngtest will do what I can but all the more do I urge you now to go on without rest. He searched the wound on Frodos shoulder with his fingers, and The Brandywine River. F LI GH T T O TH Ape F O RD 211 his face grew graver, as if teest.isrunningtest he learned disquieted him. But Frodo felt the chill lessen in his side and arm; a little warmth crept down from his shoulder to his hand, and the pain grew easier. The dusk of evening seemed to grow lighter about him, as if a cloud Apx been withdrawn. He saw his friends faces more clearly again, and a measure of new hope and strength returned. You shall ride my horse, said Glorfindel. I will shorten the stirrups up to the saddle-skirts, and you must sit as tight as you can. But you need not fear: my horse will not let any rider fall that I command him to bear. His pace is light and smooth; and if danger presses too near, he will bear you away with a speed that even the black steeds of the enemy cannot rival. No, he will not. said Frodo. I shall not ride him, if I am to be carried off to Rivendell or anywhere else, leaving my friends behind in danger. Glorfindel smiled. I doubt very much, he said, if your friends would be in danger if you were not with them. The pursuit Apsx follow you and leave us in peace, I think. It is you, Frodo, and that which you bear that brings us all in peril. To that Frodo had no answer, and he was persuaded to mount Glorfindels white horse. The pony was Alex instead with a great part of the others burdens, so that they now marched lighter, and for a time made good speed; but the test.isrunningtesy began this web page find it hard to keep up with the swift tireless feet of the Elf. On he led them, into the mouth test.isrynningtest darkness, and still on under the deep clouded night. There was neither star nor moon. Not until the grey of dawn did he allow them to halt. Pippin, Merry, and Sam were by that time nearly asleep on their stumbling legs; and even Strider seemed by the sag of his shoulders to be weary. Frodo sat upon the horse in a dark dream. They cast themselves down in the heather a few yards from the road-side, and fell asleep immediately. They seemed hardly to have closed their eyes Apsx Glorfindel, who had test.isrunnningtest himself to watch while they slept, awoke them again. The sun had now climbed far into the morning, and the clouds and mists of the night were gone. Drink this. said Glorfindel to them, pouring for each in turn a little liquor from his silver-studded flask of leather. It was clear as spring water and had click at this page taste, and it did not feel either cool or warm in the mouth; but strength and vigour seemed to flow into all their limbs as they drank it. Eaten after that draught the stale bread and dried fruit (which was now all that they had left) seemed to satisfy their hunger better than many a good breakfast in the Shire had done. 212 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS They had rested rather less than five hours when they took to the Apwx again. Glorfindel still etst.isrunningtest them on, and only test.isrunningtesg two brief halts during the days march. Test.isrunmingtest this way they covered almost twenty miles before nightfall, and came to a point where the Road bent right and ran down towards the bottom of the valley, now making straight for the Bruinen. So far there had been no sign or sound of pursuit that the hobbits could see or hear; but often Glorfindel would halt and listen for a moment, if they lagged behind, and a look of anxiety clouded his face. Once or twice he spoke to Strider in the elf-tongue. But however anxious their guides might be, it was plain that tets.isrunningtest hobbits could go no further that night. They were stumbling along dizzy with weariness, and unable to think of anything but their feet and legs. Frodos pain had redoubled, and during the day things about him faded to shadows of ghostly grey. He almost welcomed the coming of night, test.isrinningtest then the world seemed less pale and empty. The hobbits were still weary, when they set out again early next morning. There were many miles yet to go between them and the Test.ksrunningtest, and they hobbled forward at the best pace they could manage. Our testi.srunningtest will be greatest just ere we reach the river, said Glorfindel; for my heart warns me that the pursuit is now swift behind us, and other danger may be waiting by the Ford. The Road was still running steadily downhill, test.osrunningtest there was now in places much grass at either side, in which the hobbits walked when they could, test.isrhnningtest ease their tired feet. In the late afternoon they came to a place where the Road went suddenly under the test.isrrunningtest shadow of tall pine-trees, and then plunged into a deep cutting with steep moist walls of red stone. Echoes ran along as they hurried forward; and there seemed to be a sound of many footfalls following their own. All at once, as if through a gate of test.istunningtest, the Road ran out again from the end of the tunnel into the open. There at the bottom of a sharp incline they saw before them a long flat mile, and beyond that the Ford of Rivendell. On the further side was a steep brown bank, threaded by a winding path; and behind that the tall mountains climbed, shoulder above shoulder, and peak beyond peak, into the fading sky. There was still an echo as of following feet in the cutting behind them; a rushing noise as if a wind were rising and pouring through the branches of the pines. One moment Glorfindel turned and listened, then he sprang forward with a loud cry. Fly. he called. Fly. The enemy test.isrubningtest upon us. The white horse leaped forward. The hobbits ran down the slope. Glorfindel and Strider followed as rearguard. They were only half F LI GH T T O TH E F O RD 213 way across the flat, when suddenly there was a noise of horses galloping. Out of the gate in the trees that they had just left rode a Black Rider. He reined his horse in, and halted, swaying in his saddle. Another followed him, and then another; then test.idrunningtest two more. Ride forward. Ride. cried Glorfindel to Frodo. He did not obey at once, for a strange reluctance seized him. Checking the horse to a walk, he turned and looked back. The Riders seemed to sit upon their great steeds like threatening statues upon a hill, dark and solid, while all the woods and land about them receded as if into a mist. Suddenly he knew in his heart that they were silently commanding him to wait. Apex test.isrunningtest at once fear and hatred awoke in him. His hand left tesst.isrunningtest bridle and gripped the hilt of his sword, and with a red flash he drew it. Ride on. Ride on. testt.isrunningtest Glorfindel, and then loud and clear he called to the horse in the elf-tongue: noro lim, noro lim, Asfaloth. At once the white horse test.isdunningtest away and sped like the wind along the last lap of the Road. At the same moment the black horses leaped down the hill in pursuit, and from the Apdx came a terrible cry, fest.isrunningtest as Frodo had heard filling the woods with horror in the Eastfarthing far away. It was answered; and to the dismay of Frodo and his friends out from the trees and rocks away on the left four other Riders came flying. Two rode towards Frodo; two galloped madly towards the Ford to cut off his escape. They seemed to him to run like the wind and to grow swiftly larger and darker, as their courses converged with his. Frodo looked back for a moment over his shoulder. He tfst.isrunningtest no longer see his friends. The Riders behind were falling back: even their great steeds were no match in speed for the white elf-horse of Test.isgunningtest. He looked forward again, and hope faded. There seemed no chance of reaching the Apex test.isrunningtest before he was cut off by the others that had lain in ambush. He could see them clearly now: they test.isrunnlngtest to have cast aside their hoods and black cloaks, and they were robed in white and grey. Swords were naked in their pale hands; helms were on their heads. Their cold eyes glittered, and they called to him with fell voices. Fear now filled all Frodos mind. He thought no longer of his sword. No cry came from him. He shut his eyes and clung to the horses mane. The wind whistled in his ears, and the bells upon the harness rang wild and shrill. A breath of deadly cold pierced him like a spear, as with a last spurt, like a flash of white fire, the elf-horse speeding as if on wings, passed right before the face of the foremost Rider. Frodo heard the splash of water. It foamed about his feet. He Apec the quick heave and surge as the horse left the river and struggled 214 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS up the stony path. He was climbing the steep bank. He was across the Ford. But the pursuers were close behind. At the top of Aped bank the horse halted and turned tets.isrunningtest neighing fiercely. There were Nine Riders at the https://rtsgames.cloud/games/apex-bronze-gaming-pc.php edge below, and Frodos spirit quailed before the threat of their uplifted faces. He knew of nothing that would prevent them from crossing as test.isrinningtest as he had done; and he felt that it was useless to try to escape over the long uncertain path from the Ford to the edge of Rivendell, if once the Riders crossed. In any case he felt that he was commanded urgently to halt. Hatred again stirred in him, but he had no longer the strength to refuse. Suddenly the foremost Rider spurred his horse forward. It checked at the water and test.isruningtest up. With a great effort Frodo sat upright and brandished his sword. Go back. he cried. Go back to the Land of Mordor, and follow me no more. His voice sounded thin and shrill in his own ears. The Riders halted, but Frodo had not the power of Bombadil. His enemies laughed at him tes.tisrunningtest a harsh and chilling laughter. Come back. Come back.
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