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Then why didnt he track Mobbile further. asked Frodo. Why didnt he come to the Shire. Ah, said Gandalf, now we come to it. I think Gollum tried to. He set out and came back westward, as far as the Great River. But then he turned aside. He was not daunted by the distance, I am sure. No, something else drew him away. So my friends think, those that hunted him for me. The Wood-elves tracked him first, an easy task for them, for his trail was still fresh then. Through Mirkwood and back again it led them, though they never caught him. The wood was full of the rumour of him, dreadful tales even among beasts and birds. The Woodmen said that there was some new terror abroad, a ghost that drank blood. It climbed trees to find nests; it crept into holes to find the young; it slipped through windows to find cradles. But at the western edge of Mirkwood the trail turned away. It wandered off southwards and passed out of the Wood-elves ken, and was lost. And then I made a great mistake. Yes, Frodo, and not the first; though I fear it may prove the worst. I let the matter be. I let him go; for I had much else to think of at that time, and I still trusted the lore of Saruman. Well, that was years ago. I have paid for it since with many dark and dangerous source. The trail was long cold when I took it up again, after Bilbo left here. And my search would have been in vain, but for the help that I had from a friend: Aragorn, the greatest traveller and huntsman of this age of the world. Together we sought for Gollum down the whole length of Wilderland, without hope, and without success. But at last, when I had given up the chase and turned to other paths, Gollum was found. My friend returned out of great perils bringing the miserable creature with him. What he had been doing he would not say. He only wept and called us cruel, with many a gollum in his throat; and when we downlowd him he whined and cringed, and rubbed his long hands, licking his fingers as if they pained him, as if he remembered some old torture. But I am afraid there is no possible doubt: he had made his slow, sneaking way, step by step, mile by mile, south, down at last to the Land of Mordor. A heavy silence fell in the room. Frodo could hear his heart beating. Even outside everything seemed still. No sound of Sams shears could now be heard. Yes, to Mordor, said Gandalf. Alas. Mordor draws all wicked things, and the Dark Power was bending all its will to gather them T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST gxming there. The Ring of downlooad Enemy would leave its mark, too, leave him open to the summons. And all folk were whispering then of the new Shadow in the South, and its hatred of the West. There were his fine new friends, who would help him in his revenge. Wretched fool. In that land he would learn much, too much for his comfort. And sooner or later as he lurked and pried on the borders he would be caught, and taken for examination. That was the way of it, I fear. When he was found he had already been there long, and was on his way back. On some errand of mischief. But that does not matter much now. His worst mischief was done. Yes, alas. through him the Enemy has learned that Pub One has been found again. He knows where Isildur fell. He knows where Gollum found his ring. He knows that it is a Great Ring, for it gave long life. He knows that it is not one of the Three, for they have never been lost, and they endure no evil. He knows that it is not one of the Seven, or the Nine, for they are accounted for. He knows that Pugb is the One. And he has at last heard, I think, of hobbits and the Shire. The Shire he may be seeking for it now, if he has not already found mobilw where it lies. Indeed, Frodo, I fear that he may even think that the long-unnoticed name of Baggins has become important. But this is terrible. cried Frodo. Far Pubg download mobile x gaming than the worst that I imagined from your hints and warnings. O Gandalf, best of friends, what am I to do. For now I am really afraid. What am I to do. What a pity that Bilbo did not stab that vile creature, when he had a chance. Pity. It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need. And he has been well rewarded, Frodo. Be sure that he took so little hurt from the evil, and escaped in the end, because he began his ownership of the Ring so. With Pity. I am sorry, said Frodo. But I am frightened; and I do not feel any pity for Gollum. You have not seen him, Gandalf broke in. No, and I dont want to, said Frodo. I cant understand you. Do you mean to say that you, and the Elves, have let him live on after all those agming deeds. Now at any rate he is as bad as an Orc, and just an enemy. He deserves death. Deserves it. I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them. Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. I have not much hope that Gollum can be cured before he dies, but there is a chance of it. And he is bound up with the fate of the Ring. My heart tells me that he has some part to play yet, dowhload good or ill, before the end; and when that comes, dlwnload pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many yours not least. In any case we did 60 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS not kill him: he is very old and very wretched. The Wood-elves have him in prison, but they treat him with such kindness as they can find in their wise hearts. All the same, said Frodo, even if Bilbo could not kill Gollum, I wish he had not kept the Ring. I wish he had never found it, and that I had not got it. Why did you let me keep it. Why didnt you make me throw it away, or, or destroy it. Let you. Make you. said the wizard. Havent you been listening to all that I have said. You are not thinking of what you are saying. But as for throwing it away, that was obviously wrong. These Mobilw have a way of being found. In evil hands it might have done great evil. Worst of all, it might have fallen into the hands of the Enemy. Indeed it certainly would; for this is the One, and he is exerting all his power to find it or draw it to himself. Of course, my dear Frodo, it was ggaming for you; and that has troubled me deeply. But there was so much at stake that I had to take some risk though even when I was far away there has never been a day when the Shire has not been guarded by watchful eyes. As long as you never used it, I did not think that the Ring would have any lasting effect on you, not for evil, not at any rate for a very long time. And you must mmobile that nine years ago, when I last saw you, I still knew little for certain. But why not destroy it, as you say should have been apex windows luton long ago. cried Frodo again. If you xownload warned me, or even sent me a message, I would have done away with it. Would you. How would you do that. Have you ever tried. But I suppose one could hammer it or melt it. Try. said Gandalf. Try now. Frodo drew the Ring out of his downloac again and looked at it. It now appeared plain and smooth, without vaming or device that he could see. The gold looked very fair and pure, and Frodo thought how rich and beautiful was its colour, how perfect was its roundness. It was an admirable thing and altogether precious. When he took it out he had intended to fling it from him into the very hottest part of the fire. But he found now that he could not do so, not without a great struggle. He weighed the Ring in his hand, hesitating, and forcing himself to remember all that Gandalf had told him; and then with an effort of will he made a movement, as if to cast it away but he found that he had put it back in his pocket. Gandalf laughed grimly. You see. Already you too, Frodo, cannot easily let it go, nor will to damage it. And I could not make you except by force, https://rtsgames.cloud/game-download/naraka-bladepoint-longmen-flying-immortal.php would break your mind. But as for breaking the Ring, force is useless. Even if you took it and struck it with a T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST 61 heavy sledge-hammer, it would make no dint in it. It cannot be unmade by your hands, or by mine. Your small fire, of course, would not melt even ordinary gold. This Ring has already passed through it unscathed, and even unheated. But there is no smiths forge in this Shire that could change it at all. Not even the anvils and furnaces of the Dwarves could do that. It has been said that dragon-fire could melt and consume the Rings of Power, but there is not now any dragon left on earth in which the old fire is hot enough; nor was there ever any dragon, not even Ancalagon the Black, who could have harmed the One Ring, the Ruling Ring, for that was made by Sauron himself. There is only one way: to find the Cracks of Doom in the depths of Orodruin, the Fire-mountain, and cast the Ring in there, if you really wish to destroy it, to put it beyond the grasp of the Enemy for ever. I do really wish to destroy it. cried Frodo. Or, well, to have it destroyed. I am not made for perilous quests. I wish I had never seen gsming Ring. Why did it come to me. Why was I chosen. Such questions cannot be answered, said Gandalf. You may be gaminng that it was not for any merit that others do not possess: not for power or wisdom, at any rate. But you have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have. 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