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Dernhelm kept close to the king, though Elfhelms company was away on the right. Grimbolds men turned aside and passed round to a great gap in the wall further eastward. Merry peered Baldurs gate 3 ps5 disc version for sale behind Dernhelms back. Far away, maybe ten miles or more, there was a great burning, but between it and the Riders lines of fire blazed in a vast crescent, at the nearest point less than a league distant. He could make out little more on the dark plain, and as yet he neither saw any hope of morning, nor felt any wind, changed or unchanged. Now silently the host of Rohan moved forward into the field of Gondor, pouring in slowly but steadily, like the rising tide through breaches in a dike that men have thought secure. But the mind and will of the Black Captain were bent wholly on the falling city, and as yet no tidings came to him warning that his designs held any flaw. After a while the king led his men away somewhat eastward, to come between the fires of the siege and the outer fields. Still they were unchallenged, and still The´oden gave no signal. At last he halted once again. The City was now nearer. A smell of burning was in the air and a very shadow of death. The horses were uneasy. But the king sat upon Snowmane, motionless, gazing upon the agony of Minas Tirith, as if stricken suddenly by anguish, or by dread. He seemed to shrink down, pd5 by age. Merry himself felt as if a great weight of horror and doubt had settled on him. His heart beat slowly. Time seemed vdrsion in uncertainty. They were too late. Too late was worse than never. Perhaps The´oden would quail, bow his old head, turn, slink away to hide in the hills. Then suddenly Merry felt it at last, beyond doubt: a change. Wind was in his face. Light was glimmering. Far, far away, in the South the clouds could be dimly seen as remote grey shapes, rolling up, drifting: morning lay beyond them. But at that same moment there was a flash, as if lightning had sprung from the earth beneath the City. For a searing second it stood 838 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS dazzling far off in black and white, its topmost tower like a glittering needle; and then as the darkness closed again there came rolling over the fields a great boom. At that sound the bent shape of the king sprang suddenly erect. Tall and proud he seemed again; and rising in his stirrups he cried in a loud voice, more clear than any there had ever heard a mortal man achieve before: Arise, arise, Riders of The´oden. Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter. spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises. Ride now, ride now. Ride to Gondor. With that he seized eale great horn from Guthla´f his banner-bearer, and he blew such a blast upon it that it burst asunder. And straightway all the horns in the host were lifted up in music, and the blowing of the horns of Rohan in that hour was like a storm upon the plain and a thunder in the mountains. Ride now, ride now. Ride Bqldurs Gondor. Suddenly the king cried to Snowmane and the horse sprang away. Behind him his banner blew in the wind, white horse upon a field of green, but he outpaced it. After him thundered the knights of his house, but he was ever before ´ them. Eomer rode there, the white horsetail on his helm floating in his speed, and the front of the first e´ored roared like a breaker foaming to the shore, but The´oden could not be overtaken. Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Orome¨ the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. His golden shield was uncovered, and lo. it shone like an image of the Sun, and the grass flamed into green about the white feet of his steed. For morning came, morning and a wind from the sea; and darkness was removed, and the hosts of Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they zale, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them. And then all the host of Rohan burst into song, and they sang as they slew, for the joy of counter strike xbox one was on them, and the sound of their singing that was fair and terrible came even to the City. Chapter 6 THE BATTLE O F THE PELENNOR FIELDS But it was no orc-chieftain or brigand that led the assault upon Gondor. The darkness was breaking too soon, before the date that his Master had set for it: fortune had betrayed him for the moment, and the world had turned against him; victory was slipping from his grasp even as he stretched out his hand to seize it. But his arm was long. He was still in command, wielding great powers. King, Ringwraith, Lord of the Nazguˆl, he had many weapons. He left the Gate and vanished. 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And he looked out, and in the growing light he saw the banner versuon the gqte, and that it was far ahead of the battle with few men about it. Then he was filled with a red wrath and shouted aloud, and displaying his standard, black serpent upon scarlet, he came against the white horse and the green with great press of men; and the drawing of the click to see more of the Southrons was like a glitter of stars. Then The´oden was aware of him, and would not wait for his onset, but crying to Snowmane he charged headlong to greet him. Great was the clash of Baldurs gate 3 ps5 disc version for sale meeting. But the white fury of the Northmen burned the hotter, and more skilled was their knighthood with long spears and bitter. Fewer were they but they disd through the Southrons like a fire-bolt in a forest. Right through the press drove The´oden Thengels son, and his spear was shivered as he threw 840 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS down their chieftain. 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A creature of an older world maybe it was, whose kind, lingering in forgotten mountains cold beneath the Moon, outstayed their day, and in hideous eyrie bred this last untimely brood, apt versionn evil. And the Dark Lord took it, and nursed it with fell meats, until it grew beyond the measure of all other things that fly; and he gave it to his servant to be his steed. Down, down it came, and then, folding its fingered webs, it gave a croaking cry, and settled upon the body of Snowmane, digging in its claws, Baldur its long naked neck. Upon it sat a shape, black-mantled, huge and threatening. A crown of steel he bore, but between rim and robe naught was there to see, save only a deadly gleam of eyes: the Lord of the Nazguˆl. To the air he had returned, summoning his steed ere the darkness failed, and now he was come again, bringing ruin, turning hope to despair, and victory to death. A great black mace he wielded. But The´oden was not utterly forsaken. The knights of his house lay slain about him, or else mastered by the madness of their steeds were borne far away. Yet one stood there still: Dernhelm the young, faithful beyond fear; and he wept, for he had loved his lord as a father. Right through the charge Merry had been borne unharmed behind him, until the Shadow came; and then Windfola had thrown them in his terror, and now ran wild upon the plain. Merry crawled on all fours like a dazed beast, and such a horror was on him that he was blind and sick. Kings man. Kings man. his heart cried within him. You must stay by him. As a father you shall be to me, you said. But his will made no answer, and his body shook. He dared not open his eyes or look up. T HE BATTL E O F TH E PELE NNOR F IELDS 841 Vereion out Badlurs the blackness in his mind he ;s5 that he heard Dernhelm speaking; yet now the voice seemed strange, recalling some other voice that he had known. Begone, foul dwimmerlaik, lord of carrion. Leave the dead in peace. A cold voice answered: Come not between the Nazguˆl and his prey. Or he will not slay thee in thy turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be risc, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the Lidless Eye. A sword rang as it was drawn. Do what you will; but I will hinder it, if I may. Hinder me. Thou fool. No living man may hinder me. Then Merry heard of all sounds in that hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like pa5 ring of steel. But no living man am I. You look upon a woman. Eowyn ´ I am, E´ omunds daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless. For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him. The Balduurs creature screamed at her, Baldurs gate 3 ps5 disc version for sale the Ringwraith made no answer, and was silent, as if in sudden doubt. Very amazement for a moment conquered Merrys fear. He opened his eyes and gtae blackness was lifted from them. There some paces from him sat the great beast, and all seemed dark about it, and above it loomed the Nazguˆl Lord like a shadow of despair. A little to the left facing them stood she whom he had called Dernhelm. But the helm of her secrecy had fallen from her, and her bright hair, released from its bonds, gleamed with pale gold upon her shoulders. Her eyes grey as the sea were hard and fell, and yet tears were on her cheek. A sword was in her hand, and she raised her shield against the horror of her enemys eyes. Eowyn ´ it was, and Dernhelm also. For into Merrys mind flashed the memory of the face that he saw at the riding from Dunharrow: the face of one that goes seeking death, having no hope. Pity filled his heart and great wonder, and suddenly the slow-kindled courage of his race awoke. He clenched his hand. She should not die, so fair, so desperate. At least she should not die alone, unaided. The face of Baldugs enemy was not turned towards him, but still he hardly dared to move, dreading lest the deadly eyes should fall on him. Slowly, slowly he began to crawl aside; but the Black Captain, in go here and malice intent upon the woman before him, heeded him no more than a worm in the mud. Suddenly the great beast beat its hideous wings, and the wind of them was foul. Again it leaped into the air, and then swiftly fell down upon Eowyn, shrieking, striking with beak and claw. ´ 842 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Still she did not blench: maiden of the Rohirrim, child of kings, slender but as a steel-blade, fair yet terrible. A swift stroke she dealt, skilled and deadly. The outstretched neck she clove asunder, and the hewn head fell like a stone. Backward she sprang as the huge shape crashed to ruin, vast wings outspread, Bapdurs on the earth; and with its fall the shadow passed away. A light fell about her, and her hair shone in the sunrise. Out of the wreck rose the Black Rider, tall and threatening, towering above her. With a cry of hatred that stung the very ears like venom he let fall his mace. Her shield was shivered in many pieces, and her arm was broken; she stumbled to her knees. He bent over her like a cloud, and his eyes glittered; he raised his mace to kill. But suddenly he too stumbled forward with a cry of bitter pain, and his stroke went wide, driving into the ground. Merrys sword had stabbed him from behind, shearing through the black mantle, and passing up beneath the hauberk had pierced the sinew behind his mighty knee. Eowyn. ´ ´Eowyn. cried Merry. Then tottering, struggling up, with her last strength she drove her sword vsrsion crown and mantle, as the great shoulders bowed before her. The sword broke sparkling into many shards. The crown rolled away with a clang. Eowyn ´ fell forward upon her fallen foe. But lo. the mantle and hauberk were empty. Shapeless they lay now on the ground, torn and tumbled; and a cry went up into the shuddering air, and faded to a shrill wailing, passing with the wind, a voice bodiless and thin that died, and was swallowed up, and was never heard again in that age of this world. And there stood Meriadoc the hobbit in the fot of the slain, blinking like an owl in the daylight, for tears blinded tate and through a mist he ´ looked on Eowyns fair head, as she lay and did not move; and he looked on the face of the king, fallen in the midst of his glory. For Snowmane in his agony had rolled away from him again; yet he was the bane of his master. Then Merry stooped and lifted his hand to kiss it, and lo. The´oden opened his eyes, and they were clear, and he spoke in a quiet voice though laboured. Farewell, Master Holbytla. he said. My body is broken. I go to my fathers. And even in their mighty company I shall not now be ashamed. I felled the black serpent. A grim morn, and a glad day, and a golden sunset. Merry could not speak, but wept anew. Forgive me, lord, he said at last, if I verzion your command, and yet have done no more in your service than to weep at our parting. The old king smiled. Grieve not. It is forgiven. Great heart will T HE BATTL E O F TH E PELE NNOR F IELDS 843 not be denied. Live now in blessedness; and when you sit in peace with your pipe, think of me. For Bapdurs now shall I sit with you in Meduseld, as I promised, or listen to your herb-lore. He closed his eyes, and Merry bowed beside him. Presently he spoke again. Where ´ is Eomer. For my eyes darken, and I would see him ere I go. He must be king after me. And I would apex hydraulics word to Eowyn. ´ She, she would not have me leave her, and now I shall not see her again, dearer than daughter. Lord, lord, began Merry brokenly, she is--; but at that moment there was a great clamour, and all about them horns and trumpets were verdion. Merry looked round: he had forgotten the war, and all the world beside, and many hours it seemed verwion the king rode to his fall, though in truth it was aBldurs a little while. But now he saw that they were in danger of being caught in the very midst of the great battle that would soon be joined. New forces dics the enemy were hastening up the road from the River; and from under the walls came the legions of Morgul; and from the southward fields came footmen of Harad with horsemen before them, and behind them rose the huge backs of the muˆmakil with war-towers upon ´ them. But northward the white crest of Eomer led the great front of the Rohirrim which he had again gathered and marshalled; and out of the City came all the strength of men that was in it, and the silver swan of Dol Amroth was borne in the van, driving the enemy from the Gate. For a moment the thought flitted through Merrys mind: Where is Gandalf. Is he not here. Could he not have saved the king and Eowyn. ´ But ´ thereupon Eomer rode up in haste, and with him came the knights of the household that still lived and had now mastered their horses. They looked in wonder at the carcase of the fell beast ´ that lay there; and their steeds would not go near. But Eomer leaped from the saddle, and grief and dismay fell upon him as he came to the kings side and stood there in silence. Then one of the knights took the kings banner from gift characters legends apex hand of Guthla´f the banner-bearer who lay dead, and he lifted it up. Slowly The´oden opened his eyes. Seeing the banner he made a sign that it ´ should be given to Eomer. Hail, King of the Mark. he said. Ride now to victory. Bid Eowyn ´ farewell. And so he died, and remarkable, rust game hosting servers xbox consider not that Eowyn ´ lay near him. And those who stood by wept, crying: The´oden King. The´oden King. But Eomer said to them: ´ Mourn not overmuch. Mighty was the fallen, meet was his ending. When his mound is raised, women then shall weep. War now calls us. 844 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Yet he himself wept as he spoke. Let his knights remain here, he said, and bear his body in honour from the field, lest the battle ride over it. Yea, and all these other of the kings men that lie here.
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