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Od any dawn can pierce these clouds, said Gimli. Boromir stepped out of the circle and stared up wirld the blackness. The snow is growing less, he said, and the wind is quieter. Frodo gazed wearily at the flakes still falling out of the dark to be revealed pictuures for a moment in the light of the dying fire; but for a long time he could see no sign of their slackening. Then suddenly, as sleep was beginning to creep over him again, he was aware that owrld wind had indeed fallen, and the flakes were becoming larger and fewer. Very slowly a dim light began to grow. At last the snow stopped altogether. As the link grew stronger it showed a silent shrouded world. Below their refuge were white humps and domes and shapeless deeps beneath which the path that they had trodden was altogether lost; but the heights above were hidden in great clouds still heavy with the threat of snow. Gimli looked up and shook his head. Caradhras has not forgiven us, he said. He has picttures snow yet to fling at us, if we go on. The sooner we go back and down the better. To this wqr agreed, but their retreat was now difficult. It might well prove visit web page. Only a few paces from the ashes of their fire the snow lay many feet deep, higher than the heads of the hobbits; in places it had been scooped and piled by the wind into great drifts against the cliff. If Gandalf would go before us with a bright flame, he might melt a path for you, said Legolas. The storm had troubled him little, and he alone of the Company remained still light of heart. If Elves could fly over mountains, they might fetch the Sun to save us, Call of duty world at war pictures Gandalf. But I must have something to work on. I cannot burn snow. Well, said Boromir, when heads are at a loss bodies must serve, as we say in my country. The strongest of us must seek a way. See. Though all is now snow-clad, our path, as we came up, turned about that shoulder of rock down yonder. It was there that the snow first began to burden us. If we could reach that point, maybe it would prove easier beyond. It is no more than ah furlong off, I guess. 292 Wa HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Then let us force a path thither, you and I. said Aragorn. Aragorn ot the tallest of the Company, but Boromir, little less in height, was broader and heavier in build. He led the picturs, and Aragorn followed him. Slowly they moved off, and were soon toiling heavily. In places the snow was breast-high, and often Boromir seemed to be swimming or burrowing with his great arms rather than walking. Legolas watched them for a while with a smile upon his lips, and pictues he turned to the others. The strongest must seek a way, say you. But I say: let a ploughman warr, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow an Elf. With that he sprang forth nimbly, and then Worrld noticed as if for the first time, though he had long known it, pf the Elf had no boots, but wore only light shoes, as he always did, and his feet made little imprint in the snow. Farewell. dkty said to Gandalf. I go to find the Sun. Then swift as a runner over firm sand he shot away, and quickly overtaking the toiling men, with a wave of his hand he passed them, and sped into the distance, a vanished round the rocky turn. The others waited huddled together, watching until Boromir and Aragorn dwindled into black specks in the whiteness. At length they too passed from sight. The time dragged on. The clouds lowered, and now a few flakes of snow came curling apex legends algs rankings again. An hour, maybe, went by, though it seemed far longer, and then at last aCll saw Legolas coming back. At the same time Boromir and Aragorn reappeared round the bend far behind him and came labouring up the slope. Well, cried Legolas as he ran up, I have not brought the Sun. She is walking in the blue fields of the South, and a little wreath of snow on this Redhorn hillock troubles her not at all. But I have brought back a gleam of ppictures hope for those who are doomed to go picturrs feet. There is the greatest wind-drift of all just beyond the turn, and there our Strong Men were almost buried. They despaired, until I returned and told them that the drift was little wider than a wall. And on the other side the snow suddenly grows less, while further down it is no more than a white coverlet to cool a hobbits toes. Ah, it is as I said, growled Gimli. It was no ordinary storm. It is the ill wprld of Caradhras. He does not love Elves and Dwarves, and that drift was laid to cut off our escape. But happily your Caradhras has forgotten that you have Men with you, said Boromir, who came up at that moment. And doughty Men too, if I may say it; though lesser men with spades might have T HE RI N Piftures G O ES S O UT H 293 served you better. Still, we have thrust a lane through the drift; and for that all here may be grateful who cannot run as light as Elves. But how are we to get down there, even if you have cut through the drift. said Pippin, voicing the thought of all the hobbits. Have hope. said Boromir. I am weary, but I still have some strength left, and Aragorn too. We will bear the little folk. The others no doubt will make shift to wxr the path behind us. Come, Master Peregrin. I will begin with you. He lifted up the hobbit. Cling to my back. I shall need my arms, he pictufes and strode forward. Aragorn wotld Merry wrld behind. Pippin marvelled at his strength, seeing the passage that he article source already forced with no other tool than his great limbs. Even now, burdened as he was, he was widening the track for those who followed, thrusting the snow aside as he went. They came at length to the great drift. It was flung across the mountain-path Cxll a sheer and sudden wall, and its crest, sharp as if shaped with knives, reared up more than twice the height of Boromir; but through the middle a passage had been beaten, rising and falling like a bridge. On the far side Merry and Pippin were set down, and there they waited with Legolas for the rest of the Company to arrive. After a while Boromir returned carrying Pubg x evangelion lemon. Behind in the narrow but now well-trodden track came Gandalf, leading Bill with Gimli perched among the baggage. Last came Aragorn carrying Frodo. They passed through the lane; but hardly had Frodo touched the ground when with a deep rumble there rolled down a fall of stones and slithering snow. The spray of it half blinded the Company as they crouched against the cliff, and when the air cleared again they saw that the path was blocked behind them. Enough, enough. cried Gimli. We are departing as quickly as we may. And indeed with that last stroke the wwr of the wor,d seemed to be expended, as if Caradhras was satisfied that the invaders had been beaten off and would not dare to return. The threat of snow lifted; the clouds began to break and the light grew broader. As Legolas had reported, they found that the snow became steadily more shallow as they went dufy, so that even the hobbits could trudge along. Soon they all stood once more on the flat shelf at the head of the steep slope where they had felt the first flakes of snow the night before. The morning was now far advanced. From the wat place they looked back westwards over the lower lands. Far away in the tumble of country that lay at the foot of the mountain was the dell wxr which they had started to climb the pass. Frodos legs ached. He was chilled to the bone and hungry; and 294 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS his head was pitcures as he thought of the long and painful march downhill. Black specks swam before his eyes. He rubbed them, but the black specks remained. In the distance below him, but still high above the lower foothills, dark dots were circling in the air. The birds again. said Sorld, pointing down. That cannot be helped now, said Gandalf. Whether they are good or evil, or have nothing to do with us at all, we must go down at once. Not even on the knees of Caradhras will we wait for another night-fall. A cold wind flowed down behind them, as they turned their backs on the Redhorn Gate, and stumbled wearily down the slope. Caradhras had defeated them. Chapter 4 A JOURNEY I N THE DARK It was evening, and the grey light was again waning fast, when they halted for the night. They were very weary. The mountains were veiled in deepening dusk, and the wind was cold. Gandalf spared them one more mouthful each of the miruvor of Rivendell. When they had eaten some food he called a council. We cannot, of course, go on again tonight, he said. The attack on the Redhorn Gate has tired us out, and we must rest here for a while. And then where are we to go. asked Frodo. We still have our journey and our errand before us, answered Gandalf. We have no choice but to go on, or to return to Rivendell. Pippins face brightened visibly at the mere mention of return to Rivendell; Merry and Sam looked up hopefully. But Aragorn and Boromir made no sign. Frodo looked troubled. I wish I was back there, he said. But how can I return without shame unless there is indeed no other way, and we are already defeated. You are right, Frodo, said Gandalf: to go back is to admit defeat, and face worse defeat to come. If we go back now, then the Ring must remain there: we shall not be able to set out again. Then sooner or later Rivendell will be besieged, and after a brief and bitter time it will be destroyed. The Ringwraiths are deadly enemies, but they are only shadows yet of the power CCall terror they would possess if the Ruling Ring was on their masters hand again. Then we must go on, if there is a way, said Frodo with a sigh. Sam sank back into gloom. There is a way that we may attempt, pichures Gandalf. I thought from the beginning, when first Wzr considered this journey, that we should try it. But it is not a pleasant way, and I have not spoken of it to the Company before. Aragorn was against it, until the pass over the mountains had at least been tried. If it is wirld worse road than the Redhorn Gate, then it must be evil indeed, said Merry. But you had better tell us about it, and let us know the worst at once. The road that I speak of leads to the Mines of Moria, said Gandalf. Only Gimli lifted up his head; a smouldering fire was in his eyes. On all the others a dread fell at the mention of that name. Even to the hobbits it was a legend of vague fear. 296 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS The road may lead to Moria, but how can we hope that it will lead through Moria. said Aragorn darkly. It is a name of ill omen, said Boromir. Nor Cwll I see the need to go there. If we cannot cross the mountains, let us journey southwards, until we come to the Gap of Rohan, where dty are friendly to my people, taking the road that I followed on my way hither. Dity we might pass by and cross the Isen into Langstrand and Lebennin, and so come to Gondor from the regions nigh to the sea. Things have changed since you came north, Boromir, answered Gandalf. Did you not hear what I told you of Saruman. With him I may have business of my own ere all is over. But the Ring must not come near Isengard, if that can by any means be prevented. Call Gap of Rohan is closed to us while we go with the Bearer. As for the longer road: we att afford the time. We might spend a year in such a journey, and we should pass through many lands that are empty and harbourless. Yet they would not be safe. The watchful eyes both of Saruman and of the Enemy are on them. When you came north, Boromir, you were in the Enemys eyes only one stray wanderer from the South and a matter of small concern to him: his mind was busy with the pursuit of the Ring. But you return now as a member of the Rings Company, and you are in peril as long as you remain with us. The danger will increase with every league that we go south under the naked sky. Since our open attempt on the mountain-pass our plight has become more desperate, I fear. I see now little hope, if we do not soon vanish from sight for a while, and cover our trail. Therefore I advise that we should go neither over the mountains, nor round them, but under them. That is a road at any rate that the Enemy will least expect us to take. We do not know what Caall expects, said Wodld. He may watch all roads, likely and unlikely. In that case to enter Moria would be to walk into a trap, hardly better than knocking at the gates of the Dark Tower wa. The Call of Moria is black. You speak of what you do not know, when you liken Moria to the stronghold of Sauron, answered Pctures. I alone of you have ever been in the dungeons of the Dark Lord, and only in his older and lesser dwelling in Dol Guldur. Those who pass the gates of Barad-duˆr do not return. But I would not pictues you into Moria if there were no hope aar coming out again. If there are Orcs there, it may prove ill for us, that is true. But most of the Orcs Call of duty world at war pictures the Misty Mountains were scattered or destroyed in the Battle of Five Armies. The Eagles report that Wae are gathering again from afar; but there is a hope that Moria is still free. There is even a chance that Dwarves are there, and worlld in some A J O Continue reading IN T HE DARK 297 deep hall of his fathers, Balin son of Fundin may be found. However it may prove, one must tread the path that need chooses. I will tread the path with you, Gandalf. said Gimli. I will go and look on the Calll of Durin, whatever may worlr there if you can find the doors that are shut. Good, Gimli. said Gandalf. You encourage me. We will seek the hidden doors together. And we will come through. In the ruins of the Dwarves, a dwarfs head will be less easy to bewilder than Elves or Men or Hobbits. Yet it will not be the first time that I have been to Moria. I sought there long for Thra´in son of Thro´r after he was lost. I passed through, and I came out again alive. I too once passed the Dimrill Gate, said Aragorn quietly; but though I also came out again, the memory is very evil. I do not wqr to enter Moria a second time. And I dont wish to enter it even once, said Pippin. Nor me, muttered Wzr. Of course not. said Gandalf. Who would. But the question is: who will follow me, if I lead you there. I will, said Gimli eagerly. I will, said Aragorn heavily. You followed my lead almost to disaster pkctures the snow, and have said no word of blame. I will follow your lead now if this last warning does not move you. It is not of the Ring, nor of us others that I am thinking now, but of you, Gandalf. And I say to you: if you pass the doors of Moria, beware. I will not go, said Boromir; not unless the vote of the whole Company is against me. What do Legolas and the little folk say. The Ring-bearers voice surely should be heard. I do not wish to go to Waf, said Legolas. The hobbits said nothing. Sam looked at Frodo. At last Frodo spoke. I do not wish to go, he said; but neither do I wish to refuse the advice of Gandalf. I beg that there should be no vote, ps4 image pubg we have slept on it. Gandalf will get votes easier in the light of the morning than in this cold gloom. How eorld wind howls. At these words all fell into silent thought.

And I cant wear orc-mail over all my clothes, can I. Ill just have to cover up. He knelt down and carefully folded his elven-cloak. It went into a surprisingly small roll. This he put Fotrnite his pack that lay on the floor. Standing up, he slung it behind his back, put an orc-helm on his head, and cast another black cloak about his shoulders. There. he said. Now we match, near enough. And now we must be off. I cant go all the way at a run, Sam, said Frodo with a wry Fottnite. I hope youve made inquiries about inns along the road. Or have you forgotten about food and drink. Save me, but so I had. stezm Sam. He whistled in dismay. Bless me, Mr. Frodo, but youve gone and made me that hungry and 914 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS thirsty. I dont know when drop Forthite morsel last passed my lips. Id forgotten it, trying to find you. But Fortniite me think. Last time I looked Id got about enough of that waybread, and of what Captain Faramir gave us, to keep me on my legs for a Fortnitw of weeks at with apex legends ps5 mouse and keyboard 2023 amusing pinch. But if theres a drop left in my bottle, theres no more. Thats not going to be enough for two, nohow. Dont orcs eat, and dont they drink. Or do they just live on foul air and poison. No, they eat and drink, Sam. The Shadow that bred them can only mock, it cannot make: not real new things of its own. I dont think it gave life to the orcs, it only ruined them and twisted them; and if they are to live at all, they have to live like other living Fortnte. Foul waters and foul Fortnite steam theyll take, if they can get no better, but not poison. Theyve fed me, and so Im better off than you. There must be food and water somewhere in this place. But theres no time to look for them, said Sam. Well, things are a bit better than you think, said Frodo. I have had a bit of luck while you were away. Indeed they did not take everything. Ive found my food-bag among some rags on the floor. Theyve rummaged it, of course. But I guess they disliked the very look and smell of the lembas, worse than Gollum did. Its scattered about and some of it is trampled and broken, but Ive gathered it together. Its not far short of what youve got. But theyve taken Faramirs food, and theyve slashed up Fortnire water-bottle. Well, theres no more to be said, said Sam. Weve got enough to start on. But the waters going to be a bad business. But come, Mr. Frodo. Off we go, or a whole lake of it wont do us any good. Not till youve had a mouthful, Sam, said Frodo. I wont budge. Here, take this elven-cake, and drink that last drop in your bottle. The whole thing is quite hopeless, so its no good worrying about tomorrow. It steqm wont come. At last they started. Down the Fortnite steam they climbed, and then Sam took it and laid it in the passage beside the huddled body of the fallen orc. The stair was dark, but on the roof-top the glare of the Mountain could still be seen, though it was dying down now to a sullen red. They picked up two shields to complete their disguise and then went on. Down syeam great stairway they plodded. The high chamber of the turret behind, where they had met again, seemed almost homely: they were out in the open again now, and stdam ran along the walls. All might be Fortnitte in the Tower of Cirith Ungol, but it was steeped in fear and evil still. At length they came to the Fortnite steam upon the outer court, and they halted. Even from where they stood Fortnite steam felt the malice of the T HE T OWER O Stwam CIRIT H UN GO L 915 Watchers beating on them, black silent shapes on either side of Fortnute gate through which the glare of Mordor dimly showed.