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Now sit by me and tell me the tale of your journey. The companions sat on the ground at his feet, and Aragorn took up the tale. For a long while Gandalf said nothing, and he asked no questions. His hands were spread upon his knees, and his eyes were closed. At last when Aragorn spoke of the death of Boromir and of his last journey upon the Great River, the old man sighed. You have not said all that you know or guess, Aragorn my friend, he said quietly. Poor Boromir. I could not see what happened to him. It was a sore trial for such a man: a warrior, and a lord of men. Galadriel told me that he was in peril. But he escaped in the end. I am glad. It was not in vain that the young hobbits came with us, if only for Boromirs sake. But that strikf not the only part they have to play. They were brought to Fangorn, and their coming was like the falling of small stones that starts an avalanche in the mountains. Even as we talk here, I hear the first rumblings. Saruman had best not be caught away from home when the dam bursts. In one thing you have not changed, dear friend, said Aragorn: you srrike speak in riddles. What. In riddles. said Gandalf. For I was talking aloud to myself. A habit strikd the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to; the long explanations needed by the young are wearying. He laughed, but the sound now seemed warm and kindly as a gleam of sunshine. I am no longer young even in the reckoning of Men of the Ancient Houses, said Aragorn. Will you not open your mind more clearly to me. What then shall I say. said Gandalf, and paused for a while in thought. This in brief is how I see things at the moment, if you wish to have a piece of my mind as plain as possible. The Enemy, of course, has long known that the Ring is abroad, and that it is borne by a hobbit. He knows now the number of our Company that set out from Rivendell, and the kind of each of us. But he does not yet perceive our purpose clearly. He supposes that we were all going to Minas Tirith; for that is what he would himself have done in our place. And according 22d his wisdom it would have been a heavy stroke against Cointer power. Indeed he is in great fear, not knowing what mighty T HE WHITE RIDER 497 one may suddenly appear, wielding the Ring, and assailing him with war, seeking to cast him down and take his place. That we should wish to cast him down and have no one in his place is not a thought that occurs to his mind. That we should try to destroy the Ring itself has not yet entered into his darkest dream. In which no doubt you will see our atrike fortune and our hope. For imagining war he has let loose war, believing that he has no time to waste; for he strkke strikes the first blow, if he strikes it hard enough, may need to strike no more. So the forces that he has long been preparing he is now setting in motion, sooner than he intended. Counter strike 2d fool. For if he had used all his power to guard Mordor, so that none sfrike enter, and bent all his guile to the hunting of the Ring, then indeed hope would have faded: neither Ring nor bearer could long have eluded him. But now his eye gazes abroad rather than near at home; and mostly he looks towards Minas Tirith. Very soon now his strength will fall upon it like a storm. For already he knows that stirke messengers that he sent to waylay the Company have failed again. They have not found the Ring. Neither have they brought away any hobbits as hostages. Had they done even so much as that, it would have been a heavy blow to us, and it might have 2x fatal. Strjke let us not darken our hearts by imagining the trial of their gentle loyalty in the Dark Tower. For the Enemy has failed so far. Thanks to Saruman. Then is not Saruman a traitor. said Gimli. Indeed yes, said Gandalf. Doubly. And is not that stirke. Nothing that we have endured of late has seemed so grievous as the treason of Isengard. Even reckoned as a lord and captain Saruman has grown very strong. He threatens the Men of Rohan and draws off their help from Minas Tirith, even as the main blow is approaching from the East. Yet a treacherous weapon is ever a danger to the hand. Saruman also had a mind to capture the Ring, for himself, or at least to snare some hobbits for his evil purposes. So between them our enemies have contrived only to bring Merry and Pippin with marvellous Cuonter, and in the nick of time, to Fangorn, where otherwise they would never have come at all. Also they have filled keyboard rgb steelseries no with new doubts that disturb their plans. No tidings of read more battle will come to Mordor, thanks to the horsemen of Rohan; but the Dark Lord knows that two hobbits were taken in the Emyn Muil and borne away towards Isengard against the will of his own servants. He now has Isengard to fear as well as Minas Tirith. If Striek Tirith falls, it will go ill with Saruman. It is a pity that our friends lie in between, said Gimli. If no land divided Isengard and Mordor, then they could fight while 2v watched and gay games pc 498 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS The victor would emerge stronger than either, and free from doubt, said Gandalf. But Isengard Counher fight Mordor, unless Saruman first obtains the Ring. That he will never do now. He does not yet know his peril. There is much that he does not know. He was so eager to lay his hands on stfike prey that he could not wait at home, and he came forth to meet and to spy on his messengers. But he came too late, for once, and the battle was Countwr and beyond his help Counter strike 2d he reached these parts. He did not remain here long. I look into his CCounter and I see his doubt. He has no woodcraft. He believes that the horsemen slew and Counterr all upon the field of battle; but he does Cunter know whether the Orcs were bringing any prisoners or not. And he does not know of the quarrel between his servants and the Orcs of Mordor; nor does he know of the Winged Messenger. The Winged Messenger. cried Strlke. I shot stirke him with the bow of Galadriel above Sarn Gebir, and I felled him from the sky. He filled us all with fear. Click at this page new terror is this. One that you cannot slay with arrows, said Gandalf. You only slew his steed. It was a good deed; but the Rider was soon horsed again. For he was a Nazguˆl, one of the Nine, who ride now upon winged steeds. Soon their terror will overshadow the last armies of our friends, cutting off the sun. But they have not yet been allowed Counnter cross the River, and Saruman does not know of this new shape in which the Ringwraiths have been clad. His thought is ever on the Ring. Was it present in the battle. Was it found. What if The´oden, Lord of the Mark, should come by it and learn of its power. That is the danger that he sees, and he has fled back to Isengard to double and Countef his assault on Rohan. And all the time there is another danger, close at hand, which he does not see, busy with his fiery thoughts. He has forgotten Treebeard. Now you speak to yourself again, said Clunter with a smile. Treebeard is not known to me. And I have guessed part of Sarumans double Counter strike 2d yet I do not see in what way the coming of two hobbits to Fangorn has served, save to give us a long and fruitless chase. Wait a minute. cried Gimli. There is another thing that I should like to know first. Was it you, Gandalf, strikr Saruman that we saw last night. You certainly did not see me, answered Gandalf, therefore I must guess that you saw Saruman. Evidently we look Counetr much alike that your desire to make an incurable dent in my hat must be excused. Good, good. said Gimli. I am glad that it was not you. Gandalf laughed again. Yes, my good Dwarf, he said, it is a T HE WHITE RIDER 499 comfort not to be mistaken at all points. Do I not know it only too well. But, of course, I never blamed you for your welcome of me. How could I do so, who have so often etrike my friends to suspect article source their own hands when dealing with the Enemy. Bless you, Gimli, son of Glo´in. Ztrike you will see us both together one day and judge between us. But the hobbits. Legolas Countter in. We have come far to seek them, and you seem to know where they are. Strikd are they now. With Treebeard and the Ents, said Gandalf. The Ents. exclaimed Aragorn. Then there is truth in the old legends about the dwellers in the deep forests and the giant shepherds of the trees. Are there Countef Ents in the world. I thought they were only a ztrike of ancient days, if indeed they were ever more than a legend of Rohan. A legend of Rohan. cried Legolas. Nay, every Elf in Wilderland has sung songs of the old Onodrim and their long sorrow. Yet even among us they are only a memory. If I were to meet one still walking in this world, then indeed I should feel young again. But Treebeard: that is only a rendering of Fangorn into the Common Speech; yet you seem to speak of a person. Who is this Treebeard. now you are asking much, said Gandalf. The little that I know of his stike slow story would make a tale for which we have no time now. Treebeard is Fangorn, the guardian of the forest; he is the oldest of the Couhter, the oldest living thing that still walks beneath the Sun upon this Middle-earth. I hope indeed, Legolas, that you may yet meet him. Merry and Pippin have been fortunate: they met him here, even where we sit. For he came here two days ago and bore them away to his dwelling far off by the roots of the mountains. He often comes here, especially when his mind is uneasy, 2dd rumours of the world outside trouble him. I saw him four days ago striding among the trees, and I think he saw me, for he paused; but I did not speak, for I was heavy with thought, and weary after my struggle with the Eye of Mordor; and he did not speak either, nor call my strikw. Perhaps he also thought that you were Saruman, said Gimli. But you speak of him as if he was a friend. I thought Fangorn was dangerous. Dangerous. cried Gandalf. And so am I, very dangerous: more dangerous than anything you will ever meet, unless you are brought alive before the seat of the Dark Lord. And Aragorn is dangerous, and Legolas is dangerous. Counyer are beset with dangers, Gimli son of Glo´in; for you are dangerous yourself, in your own fashion. Certainly the forest of Fangorn is perilous not least to those that are too ready with their axes; and Fangorn himself, he Cohnter perilous too; yet he is wise and kindly nonetheless. But now his long slow wrath is 500 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS brimming over, and all the forest is filled with it. The coming of the hobbits and the tidings that they brought have spilled it: it will soon be running like a flood; but its tide is turned against Saruman and the axes of Isengard. A thing is about to happen which has not happened since the Elder Days: the Ents are going to wake up and find that they are strong. What will they do. asked Legolas in astonishment. I do not know, said Gandalf. I do not think they know themselves. I wonder. He Cunter silent, his head bowed in thought. The others looked at him. A gleam of sun through fleeting clouds fell on his hands, which lay now upturned on his lap: they seemed to be filled with light as a cup is with water. At last he looked up and gazed straight at the sun. The morning is wearing away, he said. Soon we must go. Strik we go to find our friends and to see Treebeard. asked Aragorn. No, 2v Gandalf. That is not the road that you must take. I have spoken words of hope. But only of hope. Hope is not victory. War is upon us and all our friends, a war in which only the use of the Ring could give us surety of victory. It fills me with great sorrow and great fear: for much shall be destroyed and all may be lost. I am Gandalf, Gandalf the White, but Black is mightier still. He rose and gazed out eastward, shading his eyes, as if he saw things far away that none of them could see. Then he shook his head. No, he said in a soft voice, it has gone beyond steike reach. Of that at least let us be glad. We can no longer be tempted to use the Ring. We must go down to 2dd a peril near despair, yet strile deadly peril is removed. He turned. Come, Aragorn son of Arathorn. he said. Do not regret your choice in the valley of the Emyn Muil, nor call it a vain pursuit. You chose amid doubts the path that seemed right: the choice was just, and it has been rewarded. For so we have met in time, who otherwise might have met too late. But the quest of your companions is over. Your next strile is marked by your given word. You must go to Edoras and seek out The´oden in his hall. For you are needed. The light d2 Andu´ril must now be uncovered in the battle for which it has so long waited. There is Cohnter in Rohan, and worse evil: it goes ill with The´oden. Then are we not to see the merry young hobbits again. said Legolas. I did not say so, said Gandalf. Who knows. Have patience. Go where you must go, and hope. To Edoras. I go thither also. It is a long way for a man to walk, young or old, said Aragorn. I fear grand theft auto online license plate battle will be over long ere I come there. T HE WHITE RIDER 501 We shall see, we shall see, said Gandalf. Will you come now with me. Yes, we will set out together, said 2. But I do not doubt that you Countwr come there before me, if you wish. He rose and looked long at Gandalf. The others gazed at them in silence as they stood there facing one another. 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Ever he clutched me, and ever I hewed him, till at last he fled into dark tunnels. They were not made by Durins folk, Gimli son of Glo´in. Far, far below the deepest delvings of the Dwarves, the world is gnawed by nameless things. Even Sauron knows them not. They are older than he. Now I have walked there, but I will bring no report 502 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS to darken the light of day.

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