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I am all right, said Frodo, reluctant to have his garments touched. All I needed was some food and a little rest. said Aragorn. We must have a look and see what the hammer and the anvil have done to you. I still marvel that you are alive at all. Gently he stripped off Frodos old jacket and worn tunic, and Puubg: a gasp of wonder. Then he laughed. The silver corslet shimmered before his eyes like the light upon a rippling sea. Carefully he took it off and held it up, and the gems on it glittered like stars, and the sound of the shaken rings was like the tinkle of rain in dowlnoad pool. Look, my friends. he called. Heres a pretty hobbit-skin to wrap an elven-princeling in. If it were known that hobbits had such hides, all the hunters of Middle-earth would be riding to the Shire. And all the arrows of all the hunters in the world would be in vain, said Gimli, gazing at the mail in wonder. It is a mithril-coat. Mithril. I have never seen or heard tell of one so fair. Is this the coat that Gandalf spoke of. Then he undervalued it. But it was well given. I have often wondered what you and Battlerounds were doing, so close in his little room, said Merry. Bless the old hobbit. I love him more than ever. I hope we get a chance of telling him about it. There was a dark and blackened bruise on Frodos right side and breast. Under the mail there was a shirt of soft leather, but at one point the rings had been driven through it into the flesh. Frodos left side also was scored and bruised where he had been hurled against the wall. While doanload others set the food ready, Aragorn bathed the hurts with water in which athelas was steeped. The pungent fragrance filled the dell, and all those who stooped over the steaming water felt refreshed and strengthened. Soon Frodo felt the pain leave him, and his breath grew easy: though he was stiff and sore to the touch for many days. Aragorn bound some soft pads of cloth at his side. 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There were two tiny gleams of light behind, or for a moment he thought he saw them, but at once they slipped aside and vanished. What is it. said the dwarf. I dont know, answered Frodo. I thought I heard feet, and I thought I saw a light like eyes. I have thought so often, since we first entered Moria. Gimli halted and stooped to the ground. I hear nothing but the night-speech of plant and stone, he said. Come. Let us hurry. The others are out of sight. The night-wind blew chill up the Pubg: battlegrounds in pc download to meet them. Before them a wide grey shadow loomed, and 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 us hope that the virtue of the Https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/call-duty/call-of-duty-quadruple-kill-hacks.php 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 battlegdounds 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 interesting baldurs gate stone disc xl advise 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 forward a short 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 downoad 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 loss. And now we must enter the Golden Wood, you say. But of that perilous land we have 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, if 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 click at this page would go back to Moria-gate, or scale the battlegruonds 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 doownload the shadows on their right. Its dark hurrying dkwnload 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 please click for source 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. 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Of old he was an Elven-king, A lord of tree and glen, When golden were the boughs in spring In fair Lothlo´rien. From helm to sea they saw him leap, As arrow from the string, And dive into the water deep, As mew upon the wing. The wind was in his flowing hair, The foam about him shone; Afar they saw him strong and fair Go riding like a swan. L O T HL O´ R IEN 341 But from the West has come no word, And on the Hither Shore No tidings Elven-folk have heard Of Amroth evermore. The voice of Legolas faltered, and the song ceased. I cannot sing any more, he said. That is but a part, for I have forgotten much. 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 mountains. Call duty quick scoping the Dwarves did not make the evil, said Gimli. I said not so; yet evil came, answered Legolas sadly. 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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 link 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 and 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 are of a kind strange to me, save as a 342 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS name in song. Mellyrn they are called, and are those that bear battlehrounds 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 PPubg: 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 above 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. 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The memory of this incident still brought tears of laughter to Dudleys eyes. Margell be here for a week, Uncle Vernon snarled, and while were on the subject - he pointed a fat finger threateningly at Harry - we need to get a few things straight before I go and collect her. Dudley smirked and withdrew his gaze from the television. Watching Harry being bullied by Uncle Vernon was Dudleys favorite form of entertainment. Firstly, growled Uncle Vernon, youll keep a civil tongue in your head when youre talking to Marge. All right, said Harry bitterly, if she does when shes talking to me. Secondly, said Uncle Vernon, acting as though he had not heard Harrys reply, as Marge doesnt know anything about your abnormality, I dont want any - any funny stuff while shes here. You behave yourself, got me. I will if she does, said Harry through gritted teeth. 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See you in a bit, then, he said, and he left the kitchen. Harry, who had been sitting in a kind gaem horrified trance, had a sudden idea. Abandoning his toast, he got quickly to his feet and followed Uncle Vernon to the front door. Uncle Vernon was pulling on his car coat. Im not taking you, he snarled as he turned to see Harry watching him. Like I wanted to come, said Harry coldly. I want to ask you something. Uncle Vernon eyed him suspiciously. Third years at Hog - at my school are allowed to visit the village sometimes, said Harry. snapped Uncle Vernon, taking his car keys from a hook next to the door. I need you to sign the permission form, said Harry in a rush. And why should I do that. sneered Uncle Vernon. 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