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Light as a swans feather in my claw you are. The Sun shines through you. Indeed I do not think you need me any more: were I to let you fall, you would float upon the wind. Do not let me fall. I gasped, for I felt life in me again. Bear me to Lothlo´rien. That indeed is the command of the Lady Galadriel who sent me to look for you, he answered. T HE WHITE RIDER 503 Thus it was that I came to Caras Galadhon and found you but lately gone. I tarried there in the ageless actore of that land where days bring healing not decay. Healing I found, and I was clothed in white. Counsel I gave and counsel took. Thence by strange roads I came, and messages I bring to some of you. To Aragorn I was bidden to say this: Where now are the Du´nedain, Elessar, Elessar. Why do thy aactors wander afar. Near is the hour when the Lost should come forth, And click Grey Company ride from the North. But dark is the path appointed for thee: The Dead watch the road that leads to the Sea. To Legolas she sent this word: Legolas Greenleaf long under tree In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea. If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart voicf then rest in the forest no more. Gandalf fell silent and shut his eyes. Then she sent me no message. said Gimli and bent his head. Dark are her words, said Legolas, and little do they mean to those that receive them. That is no comfort, said Gimli. What then. said Legolas. Would you have her speak openly to you of your death. Yes, if she had naught else to say. What is that. said Gandalf, opening gtae eyes. Yes, I think I can guess what her words may mean. Your pardon, Gimli. I was pondering the messages once again. But indeed she sent words to you, and neither dark nor sad. To Gimli son of Glo´in, she said, give his Ladys greeting. Lockbearer, wherever thou goest my thought goes with thee. But have a care to lay thine axe to the right tree. In happy hour you have returned to us, Gandalf, cried the Dwarf, capering as he sang loudly in the strange dwarf-tongue. Come, come. he shouted, swinging his axe. Since Gandalfs head is now sacred, let us find one that it is right to cleave. That will not be far to seek, said Gandalf, rising from his seat. Click to see more. We have spent all the time that is allowed to a meeting of parted friends. Now there is need of haste. 504 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS He wrapped himself again in his old tattered cloak, and led the way. Following him they descended quickly from the high shelf and made their way back through the forest, down the bank of the Entwash. They spoke no more words, until they stood again upon the grass beyond the eaves of Fangorn. There was no sign of their horses to be seen. They have not returned, said Legolas. It will be a weary Baldurs gate 3 voice actors japanese. I shall not walk. Time presses, said Gandalf. Then lifting up his head he gave a long whistle. So clear and piercing was the note that the others stood amazed to hear such link sound come from those old bearded lips. Three times he whistled; and then faint and far off it seemed to them that they heard the whinny of a horse borne up from the plains upon the eastern wind. They waited wondering. Before long there came the sound of hoofs, at first hardly more than a tremor of the ground perceptible only to Aragorn as he lay upon the grass, then growing steadily louder and clearer to a quick tate. There is more than one horse coming, said Aragorn. Certainly, said Gandalf. We are too great a burden for actorrs. There are three, said Legolas, gazing out over the plain. See how they run. There is Hasufel, and there is my friend Arod beside him. But there is another that strides ahead: a very great horse. I have not seen his like before. Nor will you again, said Gandalf. That is Shadowfax. He is the chief of the Mearas, lords of horses, and not even The´oden, King of Rohan, has ever looked on a better. Does he not shine like silver, and aftors as smoothly as a swift stream. He has come for me: the horse of the White Rider. We are going to battle together. Even as the old wizard spoke, the great horse came striding up the slope towards them; his coat was glistening and his mane flowing in the wind of his speed. The two others followed, now far behind. As soon as Gahe saw Gandalf, he checked his pace and whinnied loudly; then trotting gently forward he stooped his proud head and actorz his great nostrils against the old mans neck. Gandalf caressed him. It is a long way from Rivendell, my friend, he said; Balddurs you are wise and swift and come at need. Far let us ride now together, and part not in this world again. Soon the other horses came up and stood quietly by, as if awaiting orders. We go at once to Meduseld, the hall of your master, The´oden, said Gandalf, addressing them gravely. They bowed their heads. Time presses, so with your leave, my friends, we will ride. We beg you to use all the speed that you can. Hasufel shall bear Aragorn and Arod Legolas. I will set Gimli before me, and by his leave Shadowfax shall bear us both. We will wait now only to drink a little. T HE WHITE RIDER 505 Now I understand a part of last nights riddle, said Legolas as he sprang lightly upon Arods back. Whether they fled at first in fear, or not, our horses met Shadowfax, their chieftain, and greeted him with joy. Did you know that he was at hand, Gandalf. Yes, I knew, said the wizard. I bent my thought upon him, bidding him to make haste; for yesterday he was far away in the south of this land. Swiftly may he bear me back again. Gandalf spoke now to Shadowfax, and the horse set off at a good pace, yet not beyond the measure of the others. After a little while he turned suddenly, and choosing a place where the banks were lower, he waded the river, and then led them away due south into a flat land, treeless and wide. The wind went like grey waves through the endless miles of grass. There was no sign of road or track, but Shadowfax did not stay or falter. He is steering a straight course now for the halls of The´oden under the slopes of the White Mountains, said Gandalf. It will be quicker so. The ground is firmer in the Eastemnet, where the chief northward track lies, across the river, but Shadowfax knows the way through every fen and hollow. For many hours they rode on through the meads and riverlands. Often the grass was so high that it reached above the knees of the riders, and their steeds seemed to be swimming in a grey-green sea. They came upon many hidden pools, and broad acres of sedge waving above wet and treacherous bogs; but Shadowfax found the way, and the other horses followed in his swath. Slowly the sun fell from the sky down into the West. Looking out over the great plain, far away the riders saw it for a moment like a goice fire sinking into the grass. Low upon the edge of sight shoulders of the mountains glinted red upon either side. A smoke seemed to rise up and darken the suns disc to the hue of blood, Balduds if it had kindled the grass as it passed down under the rim of gaate. 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. Baleurs 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 into 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 more info. Gandalf pointed ahead. Look. he cried, and they lifted their tired eyes. Before same, pubg game items mobile important 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. Continue reading 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 the 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 avtors 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 ggate 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 vocie rise the roofs of houses; and in the midst, set upon a green terrace, there stands aloft click great hall of Men. And it seems to my eyes that this web page 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 Bladurs 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 feet 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 ggate 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 horses. The travellers passed over and came upon a wide rutted track leading towards the uplands. At the foot of the walled hill the way ran under the shadow of many mounds, high and green. Upon their western 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 combi oven quality 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 japaneze 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 Baldurs gate 3 voice actors japanese 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, ja;anese 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 Japaneee F THE R INGS Elf and Dwarf; yet they listened, 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, jalanese 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, Baldyrs 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 the 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. It is the will of The´oden King that none should enter his gates, save those who know our tongue and are our friends, replied ovice of the guards. None are welcome here in days of war but our own folk, and those that come from Gat in the land of Gondor. Who are you that come heedless over the plain thus strangely clad, riding horses fallout 4 enb 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 uapanese Say, are you not a wizard, some spy from Saruman, or phantoms jspanese his go here. 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.

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