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There lies the Gap of Rohan, said Gandalf. It is now almost due west of us. That way lies Isengard. I see a great smoke, said Legolas. What may that be. Battle and war. said Gandalf. Ride on. Chapter 6 THE KING O F THE GOLDEN HALL They rode on through sunset, and slow dusk, and gathering night. When at last they halted and dismounted, even Aragorn was stiff and weary. Gandalf only allowed them a few hours rest. Legolas and Gimli slept, and Aragorn lay flat, stretched upon his back; but Gandalf stood, leaning on his staff, gazing into the darkness, east and west. All was silent, and there was no sign or sound of living thing. The night was barred with long clouds, fleeting on a chill wind, when they arose again. Under the cold moon they went on once more, as swift as by the light of day. Hours passed and still they rode on. Gimli nodded and would have fallen from his seat, if Gandalf had not clutched and shaken him. Hasufel and Arod, weary but proud, followed their tireless leader, a grey shadow before them hardly to be seen. The miles went by. The waxing moon sank Steam free pvp games the cloudy West. A bitter chill came into the air. Slowly in the East the dark faded to a cold grey. Red shafts of light leapt above the black walls of the Emyn Muil far away upon their left. Dawn came clear and bright; a wind swept across their path, rushing through the bent grasses. Suddenly Shadowfax stood still and neighed. Gandalf pointed ahead. Look. he cried, and they lifted their tired eyes. Before them stood the mountains of the South: white-tipped and streaked with black. The grass-lands rolled against the hills that clustered at their feet, and flowed up into many valleys still dim and dark, untouched by the light of dawn, winding their way into the heart of the great mountains. Immediately before the travellers the widest of these glens opened like a long gulf among the hills. Far inward they glimpsed a tumbled mountain-mass with one tall peak; at the mouth of link vale there stood like a sentinel a lonely height. About its feet there flowed, as a thread of silver, the stream that issued from the dale; upon its brow they caught, still far away, a glint in the rising sun, a glimmer of gold. Speak, Legolas. said Gandalf. Tell us what you see there before us. Legolas gazed ahead, shading his eyes from the level shafts of the new-risen sun. I see a white stream that comes down from the snows, he said. Where it issues from the shadow of the vale a green hill T HE K ING O F THE G O LDEN HALL 507 rises upon the east. A dike and mighty wall and thorny fence encircle it. Within there rise the roofs of houses; and in the midst, set upon a green terrace, there stands aloft a great hall of Men. And it seems to my eyes that it is thatched with gold. The light of it shines far over the land. Golden, too, are the posts of its doors. There men in bright mail stand; but all else within the courts are yet asleep. Edoras those courts are called, said Gandalf, and Meduseld is that golden hall. There dwells The´oden son of Thengel, King of the Mark of Rohan. We are come with the rising of the day. Now the road lies plain to see before us. But we must ride more warily; for war is abroad, and the Rohirrim, the Horse-lords, do not sleep, even if it seem so from afar. Draw no weapon, speak no haughty word, I counsel you all, until we are come before The´odens seat. The morning was bright and clear about them, and birds were singing, when the travellers came to the stream. It ran down swiftly into the plain, and beyond the process succession planning of the hills turned across their path in a wide bend, flowing away east to feed the Entwash far off in its reed-choked beds. The land was green: in the wet meads and along the grassy borders of the stream grew many willow-trees. Already in this southern land they were blushing red at their fingertips, feeling the approach of spring. Over the stream there was a ford between low banks much trampled by the passage of this web page. The travellers passed over and came upon a wide rutted track leading towards Steam free pvp games uplands. At the foot of the walled hill the way ran under the shadow of many mounds, high and green. Upon their learn more here sides the grass was white as with a drifted snow: small flowers sprang there like countless stars amid the turf. Look. said Gandalf. How fair are the bright eyes in the grass. Evermind they are called, simbelmyne¨ in this land of Men, for they blossom in click at this page the seasons of the year, and grow where dead men rest. Behold. we are come to the great barrows where the sires of The´oden sleep. Seven mounds upon the left, and nineupon the right,said Aragorn. Many long lives of men it is since the golden hall was built. Five hundred times have the red leaves fallen in Mirkwood in my home since then, said Legolas, and but a little while does that seem to us. But to the Riders of the Mark it seems so long ago, said Aragorn, that the raising of this house is but a memory of song, and the years before are lost in the mist of time. Now they call this land their home, their own, and their speech is sundered from their northern kin. Then he began to chant softly in a slow tongue unknown to the 508 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Elf and Dwarf; yet they how to play helldivers local co op, for there was a strong music in it. That, I guess, is the language of the Rohirrim, said Legolas; for it is like to this land itself; rich and rolling in part, and else hard and stern as the mountains. But I cannot guess what it means, save that it is laden with the sadness of Mortal Men. It runs thus in the Common Speech, said Aragorn, as near as I can make it. Where now the horse and the rider. Where is the horn that was blowing. Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing. Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing. Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing. They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning, Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning. Thus spoke a forgotten poet long ago in Rohan, recalling how tall and fair was Eorl the Young, who rode down out of the North; and there were wings upon the feet of his steed, Felaro´f, father of horses. So men still sing in the evening. With these words the travellers passed the silent mounds. Following the winding way up the green shoulders of the hills, they came at last to the wide wind-swept walls and the gates of Edoras. There sat many men in bright mail, who sprang at once to their feet and barred the way with spears. Stay, strangers here unknown. they cried in continue reading tongue of the Riddermark, demanding the names and errand of the strangers. Wonder was in their eyes but little friendliness; and they looked darkly upon Gandalf. Well do I understand your speech, he answered in the same language; yet few strangers do so. Why then do you not speak in the Common Tongue, as is the custom in the West, if you wish to be answered. Check this out is the will of The´oden King that none should enter his gates, save those who know our tongue and are our friends, replied one of the guards. None are welcome here in days of war but our own folk, and those that come from Mundburg in the land of Gondor. Who are you that come heedless over the plain thus strangely clad, riding horses like to our own horses. Long have we kept guard here, and we have watched you from afar. Never have we seen other riders so strange, nor any horse more proud than is one of these that bear you. He is one of the Mearas, unless our eyes are cheated by some spell. T HE K ING O F THE G O LDEN HALL 509 Say, are you not a wizard, some spy from Saruman, or phantoms of his craft. Speak now and be swift. We are no phantoms, said Aragorn, nor do your eyes cheat you. For indeed these are your own horses that we ride, as you knew well ere you asked, I guess. But seldom does thief ride home to the stable. Here are Hasufel and Arod, that Eomer, ´ the Third Marshal of the Mark, lent to us, only two days ago. We bring them back now, even as we promised him. Has not Eomer ´ then returned and given warning of our coming. A troubled look came into the guards eyes. Of Eomer ´ I have naught to say, he answered. If what you tell me is truth, then doubtless The´oden will have heard of it. Maybe your coming was not wholly unlooked-for. It is but two nights ago that Wormtongue came to us and said that by the will of The´oden no stranger should pass these gates. Wormtongue. said Gandalf, looking sharply at the guard. Say no more. My errand is not to Wormtongue, but to the Lord of the Mark himself. I am in haste. Will you not go or send to say that we are come. His eyes glinted under click at this page deep brows as he bent his gaze upon the man. Yes, I will go, he answered slowly. But what names shall I report. And what shall I say of you. Old and weary you seem now, and yet you are fell and grim beneath, I deem. Well do you see and speak, said the wizard. For I am Gandalf. I have returned. And behold. I too bring back a horse. Here is Shadowfax the Great, whom no other hand can tame. And here beside me is Aragorn son of Arathorn, the heir of Kings, and it is to Mundburg that he goes. Here also are Legolas the Elf and Gimli the Dwarf, our comrades. Go now and say to your master that we are at his gates and would have speech with him, if he will permit us to come into his hall. Strange names you give indeed. But I will report them as you bid, and learn my masters will, said the guard. Wait here a little while, and I will bring you such answer as seems good to him. Do not hope too much. These are dark days. He went swiftly away, leaving the strangers in the watchful keeping of his comrades. After some time he returned. Follow me. he said. The´oden gives you leave to enter; but any weapon that you bear, be it only a staff, you must leave on the threshold. The doorwardens will keep them. The dark gates were swung open. The travellers entered, walking in file behind their guide. They found a broad path, paved with hewn stones, now winding upward, now climbing in short flights of well-laid steps. Many houses built of wood and many dark doors they passed. 510 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Beside the way in a stone channel a stream of clear water flowed, sparkling and chattering. At length they came to the crown of the hill. There stood a high platform above a green terrace, at the foot of which a bright spring gushed from a stone carved in the likeness of a horses head; beneath was a wide basin from which the water spilled and fed the falling stream. Up the green terrace went a stair of stone, high and broad, and on either side of the topmost step were stone-hewn seats. There sat other guards, with drawn swords laid upon their knees. Their golden hair was braided on their shoulders; the sun was blazoned upon their green shields, their long corslets were burnished bright, and when they rose taller they seemed than mortal men. There are the doors before you, said the guide. I must return now to my duty at the gate. Farewell. And may the Lord of the Mark be gracious to you. He turned and went swiftly back down the road. The others climbed the long stair under the eyes of the tall watchmen. Silent they stood now above and spoke no word, until Gandalf stepped out upon the paved terrace at the stairs head. Then suddenly with clear voices they spoke a courteous greeting in their own tongue. Hail, comers from afar. they said, and they turned the hilts of their swords towards the travellers in token of peace. Green gems flashed in the sunlight. Then one of the guards stepped forward and spoke in the Common Speech. I am the Doorward of The´oden, he said. Ha´ma is my name. Here I must bid you lay aside your weapons before you enter. Then Legolas gave into his hand his silver-hafted knife, his quiver, and his bow. Keep these well, he said, for they come from the Golden Wood and the Lady of Lothlo´rien gave them to me. Wonder came into the mans eyes, and he laid the weapons hastily by the wall, as if he feared to handle them. No man will touch them, I promise you, he said. Aragorn stood a while hesitating. It is not my will, he said, to put aside my sword or to deliver Andu´ril to the hand of any other man. It is the will of The´oden, said Ha´ma. It is not clear to me that the will of The´oden son of Thengel, even though he be lord of the Mark, should prevail over the will of Aragorn son of Arathorn, Elendils heir of Gondor. This is the house of The´oden, not of Aragorn, even were he King of Gondor in the seat of Denethor, said Ha´ma, stepping swiftly before the doors and barring the way. His sword was now in his hand and the point towards the strangers. This is idle talk, said Gandalf. Needless is Steam free pvp games demand, T HE K ING O F THE G O LDEN HALL 511 but it is useless to refuse.
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