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How far is Moria. asked Boromir. 298 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles as the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf Falolut, answered Gandalf grimly. Then let us start as soon as it is light tomorrow, if we can, said Boromir. The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc that one fears. True. said Aragorn, loosening his sword in its sheath. But where the warg howls, there also the orc prowls. I wish I had taken Elronds advice, muttered Pippin to Sam. I am no good after all. There is not enough of the breed of Bandobras the Vwgas in me: these howls freeze horkey blood. I dont ever remember feeling so wretched. My hearts hofkey down in my toes, Vegad. Pippin, said Sam. But we arent etten yet, and there are some stout folk here with us. Whatever may be in store hotkeg old Gandalf, Ill wager it isnt a wolfs belly. For their defence in the night the Company climbed to the top of the small hill under which they had been sheltering. It was crowned with a knot of old and twisted trees, about which lay a broken circle of boulder-stones. In the midst of this they lit a fire, for there was no hope that darkness and silence would keep their trail from discovery by the hunting packs. Round the fire they sat, and those that were not on guard dozed uneasily. Poor Bill the pony trembled and sweated where he stood. The howling of the wolves was now all round them, sometimes nearer and sometimes further off. In the dead of night many shining eyes were seen peering nnew the brow of the hill. Some advanced almost to the ring of stones. At a gap in the circle a great dark wolf-shape could be seen halted, gazing at them. A shuddering howl broke from him, hoykey if he were a captain summoning his pack to the assault. Gandalf stood up and strode forward, holding his staff aloft. Listen, Hound of Sauron. he cried. Gandalf is here. Fly, if you value your foul skin. I will shrivel you from tail to snout, if you come hoykey this ring. The wolf snarled and sprang towards them with a great leap. At that moment there was a sharp twang. Legolas had loosed his bow. There was a hideous yell, and the Fallput shape thudded Falloug the ground; the Elvish arrow had pierced its throat. The watching eyes were suddenly extinguished. Gandalf and Aragorn strode forward, but the hill was deserted; the hunting packs had fled. All about them the darkness grew silent, and no bew came on the sighing wind. The night was old, and westward the waning moon was setting, gleaming fitfully through the hotksy clouds. Suddenly Frodo started A J O URNEY IN T HE DARK 299 from sleep. Without warning a storm of howls broke out fierce and wild all about the camp. A great host of Wargs had gathered silently and was now attacking them from every side at once. Fling fuel on the fire. cried Gandalf to the hobbits. Draw your blades, and stand back to back. In the leaping light, as the fresh wood blazed up, Frodo saw many grey shapes spring over the ring of stones. More and more hotke. Through the Fallout new vegas hotkey of one huge leader Aragorn passed his sword with a thrust; with a great sweep Boromir hewed the head off another. Beside them Gimli stood with his stout legs apart, wielding his dwarfaxe. The bow of Legolas was singing. In the wavering firelight Gandalf seemed suddenly to grow: he rose up, a great menacing shape like vegs monument of some ancient king of stone set upon a hill. Hotkeg like a cloud, he lifted a burning branch Falloout strode to meet the wolves. They gave back before him. High in the air he tossed the blazing brand. It flared with a sudden white radiance like hokey and his voice rolled latest update thunder. Naur an edraith ammen. Naur dan i ngaurhoth. he cried. There was a see more and a crackle, and the tree above him burst into a leaf and bloom of blinding flame. The fire leapt from tree-top to tree-top. The whole hill was crowned with dazzling light. The swords and knives of the defenders shone and flickered. The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew, and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain. All the others fled. Slowly the fire died till nothing was left but falling ash and sparks; a bitter smoke curled above the burned tree-stumps, and blew darkly from the hill, as the first light of dawn came dimly in the sky. Their enemies were routed and Falloyt not return. What did I tell you, Mr. Pippin. said Sam, sheathing his sword. Wolves wont get him. That was an eye-opener, and no mistake. Nearly singed the hair off my head. When the full light of the morning came no signs of the wolves were to be found, and they looked in vain for the bodies of the dead. No trace of the fight remained but the charred trees and the arrows of Legolas lying on the hill-top. All were undamaged save one of which only the point was left. It is as I feared, said Gandalf. These were no ordinary wolves hunting Fqllout food in Falliut wilderness. Let us eat quickly and go. That day the weather changed again, almost as if it was at the command of some power that had no longer any use for snow, since they had retreated vega the pass, a power that wished now to have a clear light in which things that moved in the wild could be seen from far away. The wind had been turning through north to 300 T HE L ORD O F THE R Https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/for/pubg-game-download-for-laptop-size.php north-west during the night, and now it failed. The clouds vanished southwards and the sky was opened, high and blue. As they stood upon the hillside, ready to depart, a pale sunlight gleamed over the mountain-tops. We must reach the doors before sunset, said Gandalf, or I fear we shall not reach them at all. It is not far, but our path may be winding, for here Aragorn cannot guide us; he has seldom walked in Falolut country, and only once have I been under the west wall of Moria, and that was long ago. There it lies, he said, pointing away south-eastwards to where the mountains sides fell sheer into the shadows at their feet. In the distance could be dimly seen a line of bare cliffs, and in their midst, taller than the rest, one great grey wall. When we left the pass I led you southwards, and not back to our starting point, as some of you may have noticed. It is well that I did so, for now we have several miles less Fallout new vegas hotkey cross, and haste is needed. Let us go. I do not know which to hope, said Boromir grimly: that Gandalf will find what hotjey seeks, or that coming to the cliff we shall find the gates lost for ever. All choices seem ill, and to vehas caught between wolves and the wall the likeliest chance. Lead on. Gimli now walked ahead by the wizards side, so eager was he to come to Moria. Together they led the Company back towards the mountains. The only road of old to Moria from the west vegaas lain along the course of a stream, the Sirannon, that ran here from the feet of the cliffs near where the doors had stood. But either Gandalf was astray, or else the land had changed in recent years; for he did not strike the stream where he looked to find it, only a few miles southwards from their start. The morning was passing towards noon, and still the Company wandered and scrambled in a barren country of red stones. Nowhere could they see any gleam of water or hear any sound of it. All was bleak and dry. Their hearts sank.

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