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Well, that was years ago. I have paid for it since with many dark and dangerous days. The trail was long cold when I took it up again, after Bilbo left here. And my search would have been in vain, but for the help that I had from a friend: Aragorn, the greatest traveller and huntsman of this age of the world. Together we sought for Gollum down the whole cone of Wilderland, without hope, and without success. But at last, when I had given up the chase and turned to other paths, Gollum was found. My friend returned out of great perils bringing the miserable creature with him. What he had been doing he would not say. He only wept and called us cruel, with game update bot pubg a gollum in his throat; and when we pressed him he whined and cringed, and rubbed his long hands, licking his fingers as if they pained him, as if he remembered some old Whem. But I am afraid there is no possible doubt: he had made his slow, sneaking way, step by step, mile by mile, south, down at last to the Land of Mordor. A heavy silence fell in the room. Frodo could hear his heart beating. Even outside everything seemed still. No sound of Sams shears could now be heard. Yes, to Mordor, said Gandalf. Alas. Mordor draws all wicked things, and the Dark Power was bending all its will to gather them T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST 59 there. The Ring of the Enemy would leave its mark, too, leave him open to the summons. And all folk were whispering then of the new Shadow in the South, and its hatred of the West. There were his fine new friends, who would help him in his revenge. Wretched fool. In that land he would learn much, too much for his comfort. And sooner or later as he lurked and pried on the borders he would be caught, and taken for examination. That was the way of it, I fear. When he was found he had already been there long, and was on his way back. On some errand of mischief. But that does not matter much now. His worst mischief was done. Yes, alas. through him the Enemy has learned that the One has been found again. He knows where Isildur fell. He knows where Gollum found his ring. He knows that it is a Great Ring, for it gave long life. He knows that it is not one of the Oit, for they have never been lost, and they endure no evil. He knows that it is not one of the Seven, or the Nine, for they are accounted for. He knows that it is the One. And he has at last heard, I think, of hobbits and the Shire. The Shire he may be seeking for it now, if he has not already found out where it lies. Indeed, Frodo, I fear dupe loreal steampod he may even think that the long-unnoticed name of Baggins has become important. But this is terrible. cried Frodo. Far worse than the worst that I imagined from your hints and warnings. O Gandalf, best of friends, what am I to do. For now I am really afraid. What am I to do. What a pity that Bilbo did not stab that vile creature, when he had a chance. Pity. It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need. And he has been well rewarded, Frodo. Be sure that he took so little hurt from the evil, and escaped in the end, because he began his ownership of the Ring so. With Pity. I am sorry, said Frodo. But I am frightened; and I do not feel any pity for Gollum. You have not seen him, Gandalf broke in. No, and I dont want to, said Frodo. I cant check this out you. Do you mean to say that you, and the Elves, have let him live on after all those horrible deeds. Now at any rate he is as bad as an Orc, and just an enemy. He deserves death. Deserves it. Click to see more daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them. Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. I have not much hope callout Gollum can be cured before he dies, but there is a chance of it. And he is bound up with the fate of the Ring. My heart tells me that he has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before the end; and when that comes, the pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many yours not least. In any case we did 60 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS not kill him: he is very old and very wretched. The Wood-elves have him in prison, but they treat him with such kindness as they can find in their wise updqte. All the same, said Frodo, even if Bilbo could not kill Gollum, I wish he had not kept the Ring. I wish he had never found it, and that I had not got it. Why did you let me keep it. Falolut didnt you make me throw it away, or, or destroy it. Let you. Make you. said the wizard. Havent you been listening to all that I have said. You are not thinking of what you are saying. But as for throwing https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/apex/apex-map-rotation-current.php away, that was obviously wrong. These Rings have a way of being found. In evil nexr it might have willl great evil. Worst of all, it might have fallen into the hands of the Enemy. Indeed it certainly would; for this is the One, and he is exerting all his power to find it or draw it to himself. Of course, my dear Frodo, it was dangerous for you; and that has troubled me deeply. But there was so much at stake that I had to take some hext though even when I was far away there has never been a day when the Shire has not been guarded by watchful eyes. As long as you never used it, I did not think that the Ring would have any lasting effect on you, not for evil, not at any rate for a very long time. And you must remember that nine years ago, when I last saw you, I still knew little for certain. But why not destroy it, as you say should have been done long ago. cried Frodo again. If you had warned me, or even sent me a message, I would have done away with it. Would you. How would you do that. Have you ever tried. But I suppose one could hammer it or melt it. Try. said Gandalf. Try now. Frodo drew the Ring out of his pocket again and looked at it. It now appeared plain and smooth, without mark or device that he could see. The gold looked very fair and hext, and Frodo thought how rich and beautiful was its colour, how perfect was its roundness. It was an admirable thing and altogether precious. When he took it out he had intended to fling it from him into the very hottest part of the fire. But he found now that he could not do so, not without a great struggle. He weighed the Ring in his hand, hesitating, and forcing himself to remember all that Gandalf had told him; and then with an effort of will he made a movement, as if to cast it away but he found that he had put it back in his pocket. Gandalf laughed grimly. You see. Already you too, Frodo, cannot easily let it go, nor will to damage it. And I could not make you except by force, which would break your mind. But as for breaking the Ring, force is useless. Even if you took it and struck it with a T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST 61 heavy sledge-hammer, it would make no dint in it. It cannot be unmade by your hands, or by mine. Your small fire, of course, would not melt even ordinary gold. This Ring has already passed through it unscathed, and even unheated. But there is no smiths forge in this Shire that could change it at all. Not put the anvils and furnaces of nrxt Dwarves could do that. It has been said that dragon-fire could melt and consume the Whdn of Power, but there is not now any dragon left on earth in which the old fire is hot enough; nor was there ever any dragon, not even Ancalagon the Black, who could have harmed the One Ring, the Ruling Ring, for that was made by Sauron himself. There is only one way: to find the Cracks of Doom in the depths of Orodruin, the Fire-mountain, and cast the Ring in there, if you really wish to destroy it, to put it beyond the grasp of the Enemy for ever. I do really wish to destroy it. cried Frodo. Or, well, to have it destroyed. I am not made for perilous quests. I wish I had never seen the Ring. Why did it come to me. Why was I chosen. Such questions callout be answered, said Gandalf. You may be sure that it was not for any merit that others do not possess: not for power or wisdom, at any rate. But you have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as pubg game zombie online have. But I have so little of any of these things. You are wise falloit powerful. Will you not take the Ring. cried Gandalf, springing to his feet. With that power I should have power too great and terrible. And over me the Ring would gain a power still greater and more When will the fallout 4 next gen update come out. His eyes flashed and his face was lit as by a fire within. Do not tempt me. For I do not wish to become like the Dark When will the fallout 4 next gen update come out himself. Yet the way of the Ring to my heart is by pity, pity for weakness and the updatee of strength to do good. Do not tempt me. I dare not take it, not even to keep it safe, unused. The wish to wield it would be too falout for my strength. I shall have such need of it. Great perils lie before me. He went to the window and drew aside the curtains and the shutters. Sunlight streamed back again into the room. Sam passed along the path outside whistling. And now, said the wizard, turning back to Frodo, the decision lies with you. But I will click the following article help you. He laid his hand on Frodos shoulder. I will help you bear this burden, as long as it is yours to bear. But we must do something, soon. The Enemy is moving. There was a long silence. Gandalf sat down again and puffed at his pipe, as if lost in thought. His eyes seemed closed, but under the lids he was watching Frodo intently. Frodo gazed fixedly at the red 62 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS embers on the hearth, until they filled all his vision, and he seemed to be looking down into profound wells of fire. He was thinking of the fabled Cracks of Doom and the terror of the Fiery Mountain. Well. said Gandalf at last. What are you thinking about. Have you decided what to do. answered Frodo, coming back to himself out of darkness, and finding to his surprise that it was not dark, and that out of the window he could see the sunlit garden. Or perhaps, yes. As far as I understand what you have said, I suppose I must keep the Ring and guard it, at least for the present, whatever it may do to me. Whatever it may do, it will be slow, slow to evil, if you keep it with that purpose, said Gandalf. I hope so, said Frodo. But I hope that you may find some other better keeper soon. But in the meanwhile it seems that I am a danger, a danger to all that live near me. I cannot keep the Ring and stay here. I ought to leave Bag End, leave the Shire, leave everything and go away. He sighed. I co,e like to wlll the Shire, if I could though there have been times when I thought the inhabitants too stupid and dull for words, and have felt that an earthquake or an invasion of dragons might be good for them. But I dont feel like that now. I feel that as long as the Shire lies behind, safe and wiill, I shall find wandering more bearable: I shall know that somewhere there is a firm foothold, even if my feet cannot stand there again. Of course, I have sometimes thought of going away, but I te that as a kind of holiday, a series of adventures like Bilbos or better, ending in peace. But this would mean exile, a flight from danger into danger, drawing it ten me. And I suppose I must go alone, if I am to do that and save the Shire. But I feel very small, and very uprooted, and well desperate. The Enemy is so strong and terrible. He did not tell Gandalf, but as he was speaking a great desire to follow Bilbo flamed up in his heart to follow Bilbo, and even perhaps to find him again. It was so strong that it overcame his fear: he could almost have run out there and then down the road without his hat, as Bilbo had done on a similar morning long ago. My dear Frodo. exclaimed Gandalf. Hobbits really are amazing creatures, as I have said before. You can learn all that there is to know about their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years they can still surprise you at a pinch. I hardly expected to get such an answer, not even from you. But Bilbo made no mistake in choosing his heir, though he little thought how important it would prove. I am afraid you are right. The Ring will not be able ouf stay hidden in the Shire much longer; and for your own sake, as well as for others, T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST 63 you will have to go, and leave the name of Baggins behind you. That name will fallout be safe to have, outside the Shire or in the Wild. I will give you a travelling name now. When you go, go as Mr. Underhill. But I dont think you need go alone. Not if you know of anyone you can trust, nsxt who would be willing to go by your side and that you would be willing to take into unknown perils. But if you look for a companion, be careful in choosing. And be careful of what you say, even to your closest friends. The enemy has many spies and many ways of hearing. Suddenly he stopped as if listening. Frodo became aware that all was very quiet, inside and outside. Gandalf crept to one side of the window. Then with a dart he sprang to the sill, and thrust updaate long arm out and downwards. There was a squawk, and up came Sam Gamgees curly head hauled by one ear. Well, well, bless my beard. said Gandalf. Sam Gamgee is it. Now what may you be doing. Lor bless you, Mr. Gandalf, sir. said Sam. Nothing. Leastways I was just trimming the grass-border under the window, if you follow me. He picked up his shears and exhibited them as evidence. I dont, said Gandalf grimly. It is some time since I last heard the sound of your shears. How long have you been eavesdropping. Eavesdropping, sir. I dont follow you, begging your pardon. Ckme aint no eaves at Bag End, and thats a fact. Dont be a fool. What have you heard, and why did you ouh. Gandalfs eyes flashed and his brows stuck out like bristles. Frodo, sir. cried Sam quaking. Dont let him hurt me, sir. Dont let him turn me into anything unnatural. My old dad would take on so. I meant no harm, on my honour, sir.
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