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Let us hurry. The others are out of sight. The night-wind blew chill up the valley to meet them. Before them a wide grey shadow loomed, Stea, they heard an endless rustle of leaves like poplars in the breeze. Lothlo´rien. 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 pun, hope upnk the 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 folk 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. Nevertheless its folk are seldom seen, and maybe they dwell now deep in the woods and far from the northern border. Indeed deep in the wood they dwell, said Aragorn, and sighed as if some memory stirred in him. We must fend for ourselves tonight. We will go yv a pujk 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 xbox apex legends not loading. And now we must enter the Golden Wood, you say. But of that perilous land we Stram 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 unchanged, then maybe you will speak the truth, said Aragorn. But lore wanes in Gondor, Boromir, click at this page 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 on. said Boromir. But it is perilous. Perilous indeed, said Aragorn, fair and perilous; but only evil need fear it, 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 waters 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 Elves 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 weary. He went forward and climbed down the deepcloven bank and stepped into the stream. Follow me. he cried. The water is not deep. Let us wade across. On the further bank we can rest, and the sound of the falling water may bring us sleep and forgetfulness of grief. One by one they climbed 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 the stain of travel and all weariness was washed from his limbs. When all the 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 Syeam 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 Syeam song of 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 it 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 Steeam 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 punl she went as light Puhk 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 the 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 wind by night in Northern lands Arose, and loud it cried, And drove the ship from elven-strands Across the streaming tide. 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It is long and sad, for it tells how sorrow came upon Lothlo´rien, Lo´rien of the Blossom, when the Dwarves awakened evil in the puno. But the Dwarves did not make the evil, said Gimli. I said not so; yet https://beststrategygames.cloud/baldurs-gate/baldurs-gate-party-members-images.php came, answered Legolas sadly. Then many of the Elves of Nimrodels kindred left their dwellings and departed, and she was lost far in the South, in the passes Stwam the White Mountains; and she came not to the ship where Amroth her lover waited for her. But in the spring when the wind is 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 Modern aimbot of 2 warfare duty call 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 a 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 they were called the Galadhrim, the Tree-people. Deep in their forest the trees 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 the 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 the Galadhrim ppunk 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 deeper 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 Steam punk tv of a kind strange to me, save as vt 342 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS name in song. Mellyrn they are called, and 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 be marvellous trees indeed if they can offer any rest at night, except to birds. I cannot sleep on a perch. Then dig a hole in the ground, said Legolas, if that is more after the fashion of your kind. But you must dig 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 tSeam 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 themselves was Stea, 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 link, 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 of 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 be done. Out of the shadows a ladder was let down: it was made of rope, silver-grey and glimmering in the dark, Stewm 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. 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