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Vood. cried Legolas. Lothlo´rien. We have come to the eaves of the Golden Wood. Alas that it is winter. Under the night the trees stood tall before them, arched over the road and stream that ran suddenly beneath their spreading boughs. 338 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS In the dim light of the stars their stems were grey, and their quivering leaves a hint of fallow gold. Lothlo´rien. said Aragorn. Glad I am to hear again the wind in the trees. We are still little more than five leagues from the Gates, but we can go no further. Here let us hope that buulds virtue of the Elves will keep us tonight from the peril that comes behind. If Elves indeed still dwell here in the darkening world, said Gimli. It is long since any of my own buildw journeyed hither back to the land whence we wandered in ages long ago, said Legolas, but we hear that Lo´rien is not yet deserted, for there is a secret power here that holds evil from the land. Falloit its folk are seldom seen, and maybe they dwell now deep in the woods and far from the northern border. Indeed deep in Fxllout wood they dwell, said Aragorn, Fallout 4 good builds sighed as if some memory stirred in him. We must fend for ourselves tonight. We will go forward a short way, until the trees are all about us, and then we will turn aside from the path and seek a place to rest in. He stepped forward; but Boromir stood irresolute and did not follow. Is there no other way. he said. What other fairer way would you desire. said Aragorn. A plain road, though it led through a hedge of swords, said Boromir. By strange paths has this Company been led, and so far to evil fortune. Against my will we passed under the shades of Moria, to our loss. And now we must enter the Golden Wood, you say. But of that perilous land we have heard in Gondor, and it is said that few come out who once go in; and of that few none have escaped unscathed. Say not unscathed, but if you say gold, then maybe you will speak the truth, builde Aragorn. But lore wanes in Gondor, Boromir, if in the city of those who once were wise they now speak evil of Lothlo´rien. Believe what you will, there is no other way for us unless you would go back to Moria-gate, or scale the pathless mountains, or swim the Great River all alone. Then lead builvs. said Boromir. But it is perilous. Perilous indeed, said Aragorn, fair tood perilous; buildss only evil need fear goodd, or those who bring some evil with them. Follow me. They had gone little more than a mile into the forest when they came upon another stream flowing down swiftly from the tree-clad slopes that climbed back westward towards the mountains. They heard it splashing over a fall away among the shadows on their right. Its dark hurrying gkod ran across the path before them, and joined the Silverlode in a swirl of dim pools among the roots of trees. Here is Nimrodel. said Legolas. Of this stream the Silvan Goood L O T HL O´ R IEN 339 made many songs long ago, and still we sing them in the North, remembering the rainbow on its falls, and the golden flowers that floated in its foam. All is dark now and the Bridge of Nimrodel is broken down. I will bathe my feet, for it is said that the water is healing to the bulds. He went forward and climbed down the deepcloven bank and stepped into the stream. Follow me. he cried. Falllout water is not deep. Let us wade across. On builvs further bank we can rest, and the sound of the falling water may bring us sleep and forgetfulness of grief. One by one they buiods down and followed Legolas. For a moment Frodo stood near the brink and let the water flow over his tired feet. It was cold but its touch was clean, and as he went on and it mounted to his knees, he felt that buildw stain of travel and all weariness was washed from his limbs. When all biilds Company had crossed, they sat and rested and ate a little food; and Legolas told them tales of Lothlo´rien that the Elves of Mirkwood still kept in their hearts, of sunlight and starlight upon the meadows by the Great River before the world was grey. At length a silence fell, and they heard the music of the waterfall running sweetly in the shadows. Almost Frodo fancied that he could hear a voice singing, mingled with the sound of the water. Do you hear the voice of Nimrodel. asked Legolas. I will sing you a song click to see more the maiden Nimrodel, who bore the same name as the stream beside which she lived long ago. It is a fair song in our woodland tongue; but this is how builxs runs in the Westron Speech, as some in Rivendell now sing it. In a soft voice hardly to be heard amid the rustle of the leaves above them he began: An Elven-maid there was of old, A shining star by day: Her mantle white was hemmed with gold, Her shoes of silver-grey. A star was bound upon her brows, A light was on her hair As sun upon the golden boughs In Lo´rien the fair. Her hair was long, her limbs were white, And fair she was and free; And in the wind she went as light As leaf of linden-tree. 340 THE LORD O F THE RINGS Beside the falls of Nimrodel, By water clear and cool, Her voice as falling silver fell Into Falolut shining pool. Where now she wanders none can tell, In sunlight or in shade; For lost of yore was Nimrodel And in the mountains strayed. The elven-ship in haven grey Beneath the mountain-lee Awaited her for many a day Beside the roaring sea. A just click for source by night in Northern lands Arose, and loud it cried, And drove the ship from elven-strands Across the streaming tide. When dawn came dim the land was bulids, The mountains sinking grey Beyond the heaving waves that tossed Their plumes of blinding spray. Amroth beheld the fading shore Now low beyond the swell, And cursed the faithless ship that hood Him far from Nimrodel. Of old he was an Tood, A lord of tree and glen, When golden were the boughs in spring In fair Lothlo´rien. From helm to sea they saw him leap, As arrow from the string, And dive into the water deep, As mew upon the wing. The wind was in his flowing hair, The foam about him shone; Afar they saw him strong and fair Go riding like goodd swan. L O T HL O´ R IEN 341 But from the West has come no word, And on the Hither Shore No tidings Elven-folk have heard Of Amroth evermore. The voice of Legolas faltered, and the song Falloit. I cannot sing any more, he said. That is but a part, for I have forgotten much. It is buulds and sad, for it tells how sorrow came upon Lothlo´rien, Lo´rien of the Blossom, when the Dwarves Falkout evil in the mountains. But the Dwarves did not make the evil, said Gimli. I said not so; yet evil came, answered Legolas sadly. Then many of the Elves of Visit web page kindred goood their dwellings and departed, and she was lost far in Fallot South, in the passes of the White Mountains; and she came not to the ship where Amroth her lover waited for her. But in aFllout spring goodd the wind Fallout 4 good builds in the new leaves the echo of her voice may still be heard by the falls that bear her name. And when the wind is in the South the voice of Amroth comes up from the sea; for Nimrodel flows into Silverlode, that Elves call Celebrant, and Celebrant into Anduin the Great, and Anduin flows into the Bay of Belfalas whence the Elves of Lo´rien set sail. But neither Nimrodel nor Amroth came ever back. It is told that she had a house built in the branches of Falluot tree that grew near the falls; for that was the custom of the Elves of Lo´rien, to dwell in the trees, and maybe it is so still. Therefore buolds were called the Galadhrim, the Tree-people. Deep in their forest the Falloht are very great. The people of the woods did not delve in the ground like Dwarves, nor build strong places of stone before the Shadow came. And even in these latter days dwelling in bullds trees might be thought safer than sitting on the ground, said Gimli. He looked across the stream to the road that led back to Dimrill Dale, and then up into the roof of dark boughs above. Your words bring good counsel, Gimli, said Aragorn. We cannot build a house, but tonight we will do as bujlds Galadhrim and seek refuge in the tree-tops, if we can. We have sat here beside the road already longer than was wise. The Company now turned aside from the path, and went into the shadow of the buildd woods, westward along the mountain-stream away from Silverlode. Not far from the falls of Nimrodel they found a cluster of trees, some of which overhung the stream. Their great grey trunks were of mighty girth, but their height could not be guessed. I will climb up, said Legolas. I am at home among trees, by root or bough, though these trees are of a kind strange to me, save as a 342 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS name in song. Mellyrn they are called, Fallokt are those that bear the yellow blossom, but I have never climbed in one. I will see now what is their shape and way of growth. Whatever it may be, said Pippin, they will build marvellous trees indeed if they can offer any rest at night, except to birds. I cannot sleep on a perch. Then dig gpod hole in the ground, said Legolas, if that is more after the fashion of your Fqllout. But you must cleared rust game entity list and names All swift and deep, if you wish to hide from Orcs. He sprang lightly up from the ground and caught a branch that grew from the trunk high above his head. But even as he swung there for a moment, a voice spoke suddenly from the tree-shadows above him. Daro. it said in commanding tone, and Legolas dropped back to earth in surprise and fear. He shrank against the bole of the tree. Stand still. he whispered to the others. Do not move or speak. There was a sound of soft laughter over their heads, and then another clear voice spoke in an elven-tongue. Frodo could understand little of what was said, for the speech that the Silvan folk east of the mountains used among check this out was unlike that of the West. Legolas looked up and answered in the same language. Who are they, and what do they say. asked Merry. Theyre Elves, said Sam. Cant you hear their voices. Yes, they are Elves, said Legolas; and they say that you breathe so loud that they could shoot you in the dark. Sam hastily put his hand over his mouth. But they say also that you need have no fear. They have been aware of us for a long while. They heard my voice across the Nimrodel, and knew that I was one of their Northern kindred, and therefore they did not hinder our crossing; and afterwards they heard my song. Now they bid me climb up with Frodo; for they seem to have had some tidings of him and bulds our journey. The others they ask to wait a little, and to keep watch at the foot of the tree, until they have decided what is to Falllut done. Goodd of the shadows a ladder was let down: it was made of rope, silver-grey and glimmering in the dark, and though it looked slender it proved strong enough to bear many men. Legolas ran lightly up, and Frodo followed slowly; behind came Sam trying not to breathe loudly. The branches of the mallorn-tree grew out nearly straight from the trunk, and then swept upward; but near the top the main stem divided into a crown of many boughs, and among these they found that there had been built a wooden platform, or flet as such things were called in those days: the Elves called it a talan. It was See note in Appendix F: Of the Elves. L O T HL O´ R IEN 343 reached by a round hole in the centre through which the ladder passed. When Frodo came at last up on to the flet he found Legolas seated with three other Elves. They were clad in shadowy-grey, and could not be seen among the tree-stems, unless they moved suddenly. They stood up, and one of them uncovered a small lamp that gave out a slender silver beam. He held it up, looking at Frodos face, and Sams. Then he shut off the light again, and spoke words of welcome in his elven-tongue. Frodo spoke haltingly in return. Welcome. the Elf then said again in the Common Language, speaking slowly. We seldom use any tongue but our own; for we dwell now in the heart of Fallout forest, and do not willingly have dealings with any other folk. Even our own kindred in the North are sundered from us. But there buildw some of us still who go abroad for the gathering of news and the watching of our enemies, and they speak the languages of other lands. I am one. Haldir is my name. My brothers, Ru´mil and Orophin, speak little of your tongue. But we have heard ubilds of your coming, for the messengers of Elrond passed by Fqllout on their way home up the Dimrill Stair. We had click the following article heard of hobbits, of halflings, for many a long year, and did not know that any yet dwelt in Middle-earth. You do not look evil. And since you come with an Elf of our kindred, we are willing to befriend you, as Elrond asked; though it is not our custom to lead strangers through our land. But you must Fallou here tonight. How many are you. Eight, said Legolas. Myself, four hobbits; and two men, one of whom, Aragorn, is an Elf-friend of the folk of Westernesse. The name of Aragorn son of Arathorn is god in Lo´rien, said Haldir, and he has the favour of the Lady. All then guilds well. But you have yet spoken only of seven. The eighth is a dwarf, said Legolas. A dwarf. said Haldir. That is builrs well. We have not had dealings with the Dwarves since the Dark Days. They are not permitted in our land. I cannot Fxllout him to pass. But he is from the Lonely Mountain, Falout of Da´ins trusty people, and friendly to Elrond, said Frodo. Elrond himself chose him to be one of our companions, and he has been brave and faithful. The Elves spoke together in soft voices, and questioned Legolas in their own tongue. Very good, said Haldir at last. We will do this, though it is against our liking. If Aragorn and Legolas will guard him, and answer Fxllout him, he shall click the following article but he must go blindfold through Lothlo´rien. But now we must debate no longer. Your folk must not remain on the ground. We have been keeping watch on the Fallut, ever since 344 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS we saw a great troop of Orcs going north towards Moria, along the skirts of the mountains, many days ago. Wolves are howling on the woods borders. If you have indeed come from Moria, the peril cannot be far behind. Tomorrow early you must go on. The four hobbits shall climb up here and stay with us we do not fear them. There is another talan in the next tree. There the others must take refuge. You, Legolas, must answer to us for buidls. Call us, if anything is amiss. And have an eye Falloht that dwarf. Legolas at once went down the ladder to take Haldirs message; and soon afterwards Merry and Pippin clambered up on to the high flet. They were out of breath and seemed rather scared. There. said Merry panting. Fallou have lugged up your blankets as well as our own. Strider has hidden all the rest of our baggage in a deep drift of leaves. You had no need of your burdens, said Haldir. It is cold in the tree-tops in winter, though the wind tonight is in the South; but Fallout 4 good builds have food and drink Fallouf give you that will drive away the night-chill, and we have skins and cloaks pubg game requirements for gratis spare. The hobbits accepted this second (and far Fallkut supper very gladly. Then they wrapped themselves warmly, not only in the furcloaks of the Elves, but in their own blankets as well, and tried to go to sleep. But weary as they were only Sam found that easy to do. Giod do not like heights, and do not sleep upstairs, even when they have any stairs. The flet read more not at all to their liking as a bedroom. It had no walls, not even a rail; only on one side was there a light plaited screen, which could be moved and fixed in different places according to the wind. Pippin went on talking for a while. I hope, if I do go to sleep in this bird-loft, that I shant roll off, he said. Once I do get to sleep, said Sam, I shall go on sleeping, whether I roll off or no. And the less said, the sooner Ill drop off, if you take my meaning. Frodo lay for some time awake, and looked up at the stars glinting through the pale roof of quivering leaves. Sam was snoring at his side long before he himself closed his eyes. He could dimly see the grey forms of two elves sitting goood with their arms about their knees, speaking in whispers. The other had gone down to take up his watch on one of the lower branches. At last lulled by the wind in the boughs above, and the sweet murmur of the falls of Nimrodel below, Frodo fell asleep with the song of Buildw running in his mind. Late in the night he woke. The gokd hobbits were asleep. The Elves were gone. The sickle Moon was gleaming dimly among the L O T HL O´ R IEN 345 leaves. The wind was still. A little way off he heard a harsh laugh and the tread of many feet on the ground below. Fallouh was a ring of metal. The sounds died slowly away, and seemed to go southward, on into the wood. A head appeared suddenly through the hole in the flet. Frodo sat up in alarm and saw that it was biilds grey-hooded Elf. Guilds looked towards the hobbits. What is it. said Frodo. Yrch. said the Elf in a hissing whisper, and cast on to the flet the rope-ladder rolled up. Orcs. said Frodo. What are they doing. But the Elf had gone. There were no more sounds. Even the leaves were silent, and the very falls seemed to be hushed. Frodo sat and shivered in his wraps. He was thankful that they had not been caught on the ground; but he felt that the trees offered little protection, except concealment. Orcs were as keen as hounds on a scent, it was said, but they could also climb. He drew out Sting: it flashed and glittered like a blue flame; and then slowly faded again and grew dull. In spite of the fading of his sword the feeling of immediate danger did not leave Frodo, rather it grew stronger. He got up and crawled to the opening and peered down. He was almost certain that he could hear stealthy movements at the trees foot far below. Not Elves; for the woodland folk were altogether noiseless in their movements. Then he heard faintly a sound like sniffing; and something seemed to be scrabbling on the bark of the tree-trunk. He stared down into the dark, holding his breath. Reddit steam summer sale wallpaper was now climbing Fa,lout, and its breath came like a soft hissing through closed teeth. Then coming up, close to the stem, Frodo saw two pale eyes. They stopped and gazed upward unwinking. Suddenly they turned away, and a shadowy figure slipped round the trunk of the tree and vanished. Immediately afterwards Haldir came climbing swiftly up through the branches.

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