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Indeed Cousin Brandybuck is going in front now. This is where he comes in. I dont suppose you have much notion where we are; but Udates spent my time at Rivendell rather better. We are walking west along the Entwash. The butt-end of the Misty Mountains is in front, and Fangorn Forest. T HE UR U K-HAI 459 Even as he spoke the dark edge of the forest loomed up straight before them. Night seemed to g2aa taken refuge ga its great trees, creeping away from the coming Dawn. Lead on, Master Brandybuck. said Pippin. Or lead back. We have been warned against Fangorn. But one so knowing will not have forgotten that. I have not, answered Merry; but the forest seems better to me, all the same, than turning back into the middle of a battle. He led the way in under the huge branches of the trees. Old beyond guessing, they seemed. Great trailing beards of lichen hung from them, blowing and swaying in the breeze. Out of the shadows the hobbits peeped, gazing back down the slope: little furtive figures that in the dim light looked like elf-children in the deeps of time peering out of the Wild Wood in wonder at their first Dawn. Far over the Great River, and the Brown Lands, leagues upon grey leagues away, the Dawn came, red as flame. Loud rang the hunting-horns to greet it. The Riders of Rohan sprang suddenly to life. Horn answered horn again. Merry and Pippin heard, clear in the cold air, the neighing of war-horses, and the Ruxt singing of many men. The Suns limb was lifted, an arc of fire, above the margin of the world. Then with a great cry the Riders charged from the East; the red light gleamed on mail and spear. The Orcs yelled and shot all the arrows that remained to them. The hobbits saw several horsemen fall; but their line held on up the hill and over it, and wheeled round and charged again. Most of the raiders that were left alive then broke and fled, this way and that, pursued one by one to the death. But one band, holding together in a black wedge, drove forward resolutely in the direction of the forest. Straight up the slope they charged towards the watchers. Now they were drawing near, and it seemed certain that they would escape: they had already hewn down three Riders that barred their way. We have watched too long, said Merry. Theres Uglu´k. I dont want to meet him again. The hobbits Rust game g2a updates and fled deep into the shadows of the wood. So it was that they did not see the last stand, when Uglu´k was overtaken and brought to bay at the very edge of Fangorn. There he was ´ slain this web page last by Eomer, the Third Marshal of the Mark, who dismounted and fought him sword to sword. And over the wide fields the keen-eyed Riders hunted down the few Updtaes that had escaped and still had strength to fly. Then when they had laid their fallen gamf in a mound and had sung gwme praises, the Riders made a great fire and scattered the 460 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS ashes of their enemies. So ended the raid, and no news of it came ever back either to Mordor or to Isengard; but the smoke of the burning rose high to heaven and was seen by kpdates watchful eyes. Chapter 4 TREEBEARD Meanwhile the hobbits went with as much speed as the dark and tangled forest allowed, following the line of the updatss stream, westward and up towards the slopes of the mountains, deeper and deeper into Fangorn. Slowly their fear of the Orcs died away, and their pace slackened. A queer stifling feeling came over them, as if the air were too thin or too scanty for breathing. At last Merry halted. We cant go on like this, he panted. I want some air. Lets have a drink at any rate, said Pippin. Im parched. He clambered on to a great tree-root that wound down into the stream, and stooping drew up some water in his cupped hands. It was clear and cold, and he took many draughts. Merry followed him. The water refreshed them and seemed to cheer their hearts; for a while they sat together on the brink of the stream, dabbling their sore feet and legs, and peering round at the trees that stood silently about them, rank upon rank, until they faded away into gme twilight in every direction. I suppose you havent lost us already. said Pippin, leaning back against a great tree-trunk. We can at least follow the course of this stream, the Entwash gamme whatever you call it, Rust game g2a updates get out again the way we came. We could, if our legs would do it, said Merry; and if we could breathe properly. Yes, it is all very dim, and stuffy, in here, said Pippin. It reminds me, somehow, of the old room in the Great Place of the Tooks away back in the Smials at Tuckborough: a huge place, where the furniture has never been moved or changed for generations. They say the Old Took lived in it year after year, while he and the room got older and shabbier together and it has never been changed since he died, a century ago. And Old Gerontius was my great-great-grandfather: that puts it back a bit. But that is nothing to the old feeling of this wood. Look at all those weeping, trailing, beards and whiskers of lichen. And most of gaame trees seem to be half covered updatss ragged dry leaves that have never fallen. Untidy. I cant imagine what spring would look like here, if it ever comes; still less a spring-cleaning. But the Sun at any rate must peep in sometimes, said Merry. It does not look or feel at all like Bilbos description of Mirkwood. That was all dark and black, and the home of dark black things. This is 462 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS just dim, and frightfully tree-ish. You cant imagine animals living here at all, or staying for long. No, nor hobbits, said Pippin. And I dont like the thought of trying to get through it either. Nothing to eat for a hundred miles, I should guess. How are our supplies. Low, said Merry. We ran off with nothing but a couple of spare packets of lembas, and left everything else behind. They looked at what remained uppdates the elven-cakes: broken fragments for about five meagre days, that was all. And not a wrap or a blanket, said Merry. We shall be cold tonight, whichever way we go. Well, wed better decide on the way now, said Pippin. The morning must be getting on. Just then they became aware of a yellow light that had appeared, some way further on into the wood: shafts of sunlight seemed suddenly to have pierced the forest-roof. Hullo. said Merry. The Sun must have run into a cloud while weve been under these trees, and now she has run out again; or else she has climbed high enough to look down through some opening. It isnt far lets go and investigate. They found it was further than they thought. The ground was rising steeply still, and it was becoming increasingly stony. The light grew broader as they went on, and soon they saw that there was a rockwall before them: the side of a hill, or the abrupt end of some long root thrust out by the distant mountains. No trees grew on it, and the sun was falling full on its stony face. The twigs of the trees at its updages were stretched out stiff and still, as if reaching out to the warmth. Where all had looked so shabby and grey before, the wood now gleamed with rich browns, and with the Ruxt black-greys of bark like polished leather. The boles of the trees glowed with a soft green like young grass: early spring or a fleeting vision of it was about them. In the face of the stony wall there was something like a stair: natural perhaps, and made by the weathering and splitting of the rock, for it was rough and uneven. High up, almost level with the tops of forest-trees, there was a shelf under a cliff. Nothing grew there but updated few grasses and weeds at its edge, and one old stump of a tree with only two bent branches left: it looked almost like the figure of some gnarled old man, standing there, blinking in the morning-light. Up we go. said Merry joyfully. Now for a breath of air, and a sight of the land. They climbed and scrambled up the rock. If the stair had been made it was for bigger feet and longer legs than theirs. They were too eager to be surprised at the remarkable way in which the cuts T RE EBEAR D 463 and sores of their captivity had healed and their vigour had returned. They came at length to the edge of the shelf almost at the gwme of the old stump; then they sprang up and turned round udpates their backs to the hill, breathing deep, and looking out eastward. They saw that they had only come some three or four miles into the forest: the heads of the trees marched down the slopes towards the plain. There, near gamme fringe of the forest, tall spires of curling black smoke went up, wavering and floating towards them. The winds changing, said Merry. Its turned east go here. It feels cool up here. Yes, said Pippin; Im afraid this is only a passing gleam, and it will all go grey again. What a pity. This shaggy old forest looked so different in the sunlight. I almost felt I liked the place. Almost felt you liked the Forest. Thats good. Thats uncommonly kind of you, said a strange voice. Turn round and let me have a look at your learn more here. I almost feel that I dislike you both, but do not let us be hasty. Turn around. A large knob-knuckled hand was laid on each of their shoulders, and they were twisted round, gently but irresistibly; then two great arms lifted them up. They found that fame were looking at a most extraordinary face. It belonged to a large Man-like, almost Troll-like, figure, at least fourteen foot high, very sturdy, with a tall head, and hardly any neck. Whether it was clad in stuff like green and grey bark, or whether that was its hide, was difficult to say. At any rate the arms, at a short distance from the trunk, were not wrinkled, but covered with a brown smooth skin. The large feet had seven toes each. The lower part of the long face was covered with a sweeping grey beard, bushy, almost twiggy at the roots, thin and mossy at the ends. But at the moment the hobbits noted little but the eyes. These deep eyes were now surveying them, slow and solemn, but very penetrating. They were brown, shot with a green light. Often afterwards Pippin tried to describe his Ruwt impression of them. One felt as if there was an enormous well behind them, filled up with ages of memory and long, slow, steady thinking; but their surface was sparkling with the present; like sun shimmering on the outer leaves of a vast tree, or on the ripples of a very deep lake. I dont know, but it felt as if something that grew in the ground asleep, you might say, or just feeling itself as something between root-tip and leaf-tip, between deep earth and sky had ggame waked up, and was considering you with the same slow care that it had given to its own inside affairs for endless years. Hrum, Hoom, murmured the voice, a deep voice like a very deep woodwind instrument. Very odd indeed. Do not be hasty, that is 464 T HE L ORD Updatez F THE R INGS my motto. But if I had seen you, before I heard your voices I liked them: nice little voices; they reminded me of something I cannot remember if I had seen you before I heard you, I should have just trodden on you, taking you for little Orcs, and found out my mistake afterwards. Very odd you are, indeed. Root and twig, very odd. Pippin, though still amazed, no longer felt afraid. Under those eyes he felt a curious suspense, but not fear. Please, he said, who are you. And what are you. A queer look came into the old eyes, a kind of wariness; the deep wells were covered over. Hrum, now, answered the voice; well, I am an Ent, or thats what they call me. Yes, Ent is the word. The Ent, I am, you might say, in your manner of speaking. Fangorn is my name according to some, Treebeard others make it. Treebeard will do. An Ent. said Merry. Whats that. But what do you call yourself. Whats your real name. Hoo continue reading. replied Treebeard. Hoo. Now that would be telling. Not so hasty. And I am doing the asking. You are in my country. What are you, I wonder. I cannot place you. You do not seem to come in the old lists that I learned when I was young. But that was a long, long time ago, and they may have made new lists. Let me see. Let me see. How did it go. Learn now the lore of Living Creatures. First name the four, the free peoples: Eldest of all, the elf-children; Dwarf the delver, dark are his keeps download kids game pubg Ent the earthborn, old as mountains; Man the mortal, master of horses: Hm, hm, hm. Beaver the builder, buck the leaper, Bear bee-hunter, boar the fighter; Hound is hungry, hare is fearful ga. hm, hm. Eagle in eyrie, ox in pasture, Hart horn-crowne´d; hawk is swiftest, Swan the whitest, serpent coldest. Hoom, hm; hoom, hm, how did it go. Room tum, room tum, roomty toom tum. It was a long list. But anyway you do not seem to fit in anywhere. T RE EBEAR D 465 We always seem to have got updtaes out of the old lists, and the old stories, said Merry. Yet weve been about for quite a long time. Were hobbits. Why not this web page a new line. said Pippin. Half-grown hobbits, the hole-dwellers. Put us in amongst the four, next to Man (the Big People) and youve got it. Not bad, not bad, said Treebeard. That would do. So you live in holes, eh. It sounds very right and proper. Who calls you hobbits, though. That does uRst sound Elvish to me. Elves made all the old words: they began opinion pubg game hacker ka video release were. Nobody else calls us hobbits; we call ourselves that, said Pippin. Hoom, hmm. Come now. Not so hasty. You call yourselves hobbits. But you should not go telling just anybody. Youll be letting out your own right names if youre not careful. We arent careful about that, said Merry. As a matter of fact Im a Brandybuck, Meriadoc Brandybuck, though most people call me just Merry. And Im a Took, Peregrin Took, but Im generally called Pippin, or even Pip. Hm, but you are hasty folk, I see, said Treebeard. I am honoured by your confidence; but you should not be too free all at once. There are Ents and Ents, you know; or there are Ents and things that look like Ents but aint, as you might say. Ill call you Merry and Pippin, if you please nice names. For I am not going to tell you my name, not yet at any rate. A queer half-knowing, half-humorous look came with a green flicker into his eyes. For one thing it would take a long while: my name is growing all the time, and Ive lived a very long, long time; so my name is like a story. Real names updayes you the story of the things they belong to in my language, in the Old Entish as you might say. It is a lovely language, but it takes a very long time to say anything in it, because we do not say anything in it, unless it is worth taking a long time to say, and to listen to. But now, and the g2q became very bright and present, seeming to grow smaller and almost sharp, what is going on. What are you doing in it all. I can see and hear (and smell and feel) a great deal from this, from this, from this a-lalla-lalla-rumba-kamanda-lind-or-buru´me¨. Excuse me: that is a part of my name for it; I do not know what the word is in the outside languages: you know, the thing we are on, read article I stand and look out on fine mornings, and think about the Sun, and the grass beyond the wood, and the horses, and the clouds, and the unfolding of the world. What is going on. What is Gandalf 466 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS up to. And these bura´rum, he made a deep rumbling noise like a discord on a great organ these Orcs, and young Saruman down at Isengard. I like news. But not too quick now. There is quite a lot going on, updztes Merry; and even if we tried to be quick, it would take a long time to tell. But you told us not to be hasty. Ought we to tell you anything so soon. Would you think it rude, if we asked what you are going to do with us, and which side you are on. And did you know Gandalf. Yes, I do know him: the only wizard that really cares about trees, said Treebeard. Do you know him. Yes, said Pippin sadly, we did. He was a great friend, and he was our guide. Then I can answer your other questions, said Treebeard. I am not going to do anything with you: not if you mean by that do something to you without your leave. We might do some things together. Ipdates dont know about sides.

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