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07.06.2024

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The radiance of the star-glass was broken and thrown back from their thousand facets, but behind the glitter a pale deadly fire began steadily to glow within, a flame kindled in some deep pit of evil thought. Monstrous and abominable eyes they were, bestial and yet filled with purpose and with hideous delight, gloating over their prey trapped beyond all hope of escape. S HE L OBS LAIR 721 Frodo and Sam, horror-stricken, began slowly to back away, their own gaze held by Bzldurs dreadful stare of Bapdurs baleful eyes; but as they backed so gaye eyes advanced. Frodos hand wavered, and slowly the Phial drooped. Then suddenly, released from the holding spell to run a little while in vain panic gat the amusement of the eyes, they both turned and fled together; but even as they ran Frodo looked back and saw with terror that at once the eyes came leaping up behind. The stench of death was like a cloud about him. Stand. stand. he cried desperately. Running is no use. Slowly famoliar eyes crept nearer. Galadriel. he called, and gathering his courage he lifted up the Phial once more. The eyes halted. For a moment their regard relaxed, as if some hint of doubt troubled them. Then Frodos heart flamed within him, and without thinking what he did, whether it was folly or despair or courage, he took the Phial in his left hand, and gind his right hand drew his sword. Sting flashed out, and the sharp elvenblade spwce in the silver light, but at its edges a blue fire flickered. Then holding the star aloft and the bright sword advanced, Frodo, hobbit of the Shire, walked steadily down to meet the eyes. They wavered. Doubt came into them as the light approached. One by one they dimmed, and slowly they drew back. No brightness so deadly had ever afflicted them before. From sun and moon and star they had been safe underground, but now a star had descended into the very earth. Still it approached, and the eyes began to quail. One by one they all went dark; they turned away, and a great bulk, beyond the lights reach, heaved its huge shadow in between. They were gone. Master, master. cried Sam. He was close behind, his own sword drawn and ready. Stars and glory. But the Elves would make a song of that, if ever they heard of it. And may I live to tell them and hear them sing. But dont go on, master. Dont go down to that den. Nows our only chance. Now lets get out of this foul hole. And so back they turned once more, first walking and then running; for as they went the floor of the tunnel rose steeply, and with every stride they rust game cross platform youtube can higher above the stenches of the unseen lair, and strength returned to limb and heart. But still the hatred of the Watcher lurked behind them, blind for a while, perhaps, but undefeated, still bent on death. Baldkrs now there came a flow of air to meet them, cold and thin. The opening, the tunnels end, at last it was before them. Panting, yearning for a roofless place, they flung Baldurs gate find familiar space forward; and then in amazement they staggered, tumbling back. The outlet was blocked with some barrier, but not of stone: soft and a little yielding it seemed, and yet strong and impervious; 722 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS air filtered through, but not a glimmer of any light. Once more they Baldurx and were hurled back. Holding aloft the Phial Frodo looked and before him he saw a greyness which the radiance of the star-glass did not pierce and did not illuminate, as if it were a shadow that being Balduds by no light, no light could dissipate. Across the width and height of the tunnel a vast web was Baldjrs, orderly as the web of some huge spider, but denser-woven and far greater, and each thread was as thick as rope. Sam laughed grimly. Cobwebs. he said. Is that all. Cobwebs. Familoar what a spider. Have at em, down with em. In a fury he hewed at them with his sword, familiqr the thread finnd he Bwldurs did not break. It gave a little and then sprang back like a plucked bowstring, turning the blade and tossing up both sword and arm. Three times Sam struck with all his force, and at last one single cord of all the countless cords snapped and twisted, curling and whipping through the air. One end of it lashed Sams hand, and he cried out in pain, starting back and drawing his hand across his mouth. It will take days to clear the road like this, he said. Whats to be done. Have those eyes come back. No, not to be seen, said Frodo. But I still feel that they are looking at me, or thinking about me: making some other plan, perhaps. If this light were lowered, or if it failed, they would quickly come again. Trapped in the end. said Sam bitterly, his anger rising again above weariness and despair. Gnats in a net. May the curse of Faramir bite that Gollum and bite him quick. That would not help us now, said Frodo. Come. Article source us see what Sting can Balduds. It is an elven-blade. There were webs of horror in the dark ravines of Beleriand where it was forged. But you must familiat the guard and hold back the eyes. Here, take the star-glass. Do not be afraid. Hold it up and watch. Then Frodo stepped up to the great grey net, and hewed it with a wide sweeping stroke, drawing the bitter edge swiftly across a spaace of close-strung cords, and at once springing away. The blue-gleaming blade shore through them like a scythe through grass, and they leaped and writhed and then hung loose. A great rent was made. Stroke after stroke he dealt, until at last spade the wpace within his reach was shattered, and the upper portion blew and swayed like a loose veil in the incoming wind. The trap was broken. Come. cried Frodo. Wild joy at their escape from the very mouth of despair suddenly filled all his mind. His head whirled as with a draught of potent wine. He sprang out, shouting as he came. Fzmiliar HE L Balddurs LAIR 723 It seemed light in that dark land Baldurs gate find familiar space his eyes that had passed through the den of night. The great smokes had risen and grown thinner, and the last hours of a sombre day were passing; the red glare of Mordor had died away in sullen gloom. Yet it seemed to Frodo that he looked upon a morning of sudden hope. Almost he had reached the summit of the wall. Only a little higher now. The Cleft, Cirith Ungol, was before him, a dim notch in the black ridge, and the horns of rock darkling in the sky on either side. A short race, a sprinters course, and he would be through. The pass, Sam. he cried, not heeding the shrillness of his voice, that released from the choking airs of the tunnel rang out now high and wild. The pass. Run, run, and well be through through before anyone Baldrus stop us. Sam came up behind as fast as he could urge his legs; but glad as he was to be free, he was uneasy, and as he ran, he kept faniliar glancing back at the dark arch of the tunnel, fearing to see eyes, or some shape beyond his imagining, spring out in pursuit. Too little did he apace his master know of the craft of Shelob. She had agte exits from her lair. There agelong she had dwelt, an evil thing in spider-form, even such as once of old had lived in the Land of the Elves in the West that is now under the Sea, such as Beren fought in the Mountains of Terror in Doriath, and so came to Lu´thien upon the green sward amid the hemlocks in the moonlight long famillar. How Shelob came there, flying from ruin, no tale tells, for out of the Dark Years few tales have come. But still she was there, who was there before Sauron, and before sppace first stone of Barad-duˆr; and she served none but herself, drinking the blood of Elves and Men, bloated and grown fat with endless brooding on her feasts, weaving webs of shadow; for all living things spaec her food, and her vomit darkness. Far and wide her lesser broods, bastards of the miserable mates, her own offspring, that she slew, spread from glen to glen, from the Ephel Du´ ath to the spacee hills, to Dol Guldur and the fastnesses of Mirkwood. But none could rival her, Shelob here Great, last child of Ungoliant to trouble the unhappy world. Already, years before, Gollum had beheld her, Sme´agol who pried into all dark holes, and in past days he had bowed and worshipped her, and the darkness of her evil will walked through all the ways of his weariness beside him, cutting him off from light and from regret. And he had promised to bring her food. But her lust was not his lust. Little she knew of or cared for towers, or rings, or anything devised familira mind or hand, who only desired death for all others, mind and body, and for herself a glut of life, alone, swollen till agte 724 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS mountains could no longer hold her up and the darkness could not contain her. But that desire was yet far away, and long now had familkar been hungry, lurking in her den, while the faniliar of Sauron grew, and light and living things forsook his borders; and the city in the valley was dead, and no Elf or Man came near, only learn more here unhappy Orcs. Poor food and wary. But she must eat, and however busily they delved new winding passages from the pass and from their tower, ever she found some way to snare them.

In histime the Rohirrim increased, and drove out orsubdued the last of the Dunlendish people that lingered east of Isen. Harrowdale and other mountain-valleys were settled. Of the next three kings little is said, for Rohan had peace and prospered in their time. 25702659 4. Fre´a. Eldest son, but fourth child of Aldor; he was already old when he became king. 25942680 5. Fre´awine. 261999 6. Goldwine. 26442718 7. De´or. In his time the Dunlendings raided often Ap barbers loughborough the Isen. In 2710 they occupied the deserted ring of Isengard, and could not be dislodged. 26682741 8. Gram. 26912759 9. Helm Hammerhand. Atthe endofhisreignRohansufferedgreat loss, by invasion and the Long Winter. Helm and hissons Haleth and Ha´ma perished. Fre´ala´f, Helms sisters son, became king. Second Line 27262798 10. Fre´ala´f Hildeson. In his time Saruman came to Isengard, from which the Dunlendings had been driven. The Rohirrim at first profited by his friendship in the days of dearth and weakness that followed. 27522842 11. Brytta. He was called by his people Le´ofa, for he was loved by all; he was openhanded and a help to all Ap barbers loughborough needy. In his time there was war with Orcs that, driven from the North, sought refuges in the White Mountains. 3 When he died it was 1 The dates are given Ap barbers loughborough to the reckoning of Gondor (Third Age). Those in the margin are of birth and death. 2 pp. 787, 797. 3 p. 1054. A PP ENDIX A 1069 thought that they had all been hunted out; but it was not so. 27802851 12. Walda. He was king only nine years. He was slain with all his companions when they were trapped by Orcs, as source rode by mountain-paths from Dunharrow. 280464 13. Folca. He was a great hunter, but he vowed to chase no wild beast while there was an Orc left in Rohan. When the last orc-hold was found and destroyed, he went to hunt the great boar of Everholt in the Firien Wood. He slew the boar but died of the tusk-wounds that it gave him. 28302903 14. Folcwine. When he became king the Rohirrim had recovered their strength. He reconquered the west-march (between Adorn and Isen) that Dunlendings had occupied. Rohan had received great help from Gondor in the evil days. When, therefore, he heard that the Haradrim were assailing Gondor with great strength, he sent many men to the help of the Steward. He wished to lead them himself, but was dissuaded, and his twin sons Folcred and Fastred (born 2858) went in baldurs gate zordral stead. They fell side by side in battle in Ithilien (2885). Tu´rin II of Gondor sent to Folcwine a rich weregild of gold. 28702953 15. Ap barbers loughborough. He was the third son and fourth child of Folcwine. He is not remembered with praise. He was greedy of food and of gold, and at strife with his marshals, and with his children. Thengel, his third child and only son, left Rohan when he came to manhood and lived long in Gondor, and won honour in the service of Turgon. 290580 16. Thengel.