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He is not half through yet, and to what he will come in the end not even Elrond can foretell. Not to evil, I think. He may become like a glass filled with a clear light for eyes to see that can. You look splendid, he said aloud. I will risk a brief tale without consulting Elrond. But quite brief, mind you, and then you shore sleep again. This is what happened, as far as I can gather. The Riders made straight for you, as soon as you fled. They did not need the guidance of their horses any longer: you had become visible to them, being already on the threshold of their world. And also the Ring drew them. Your srore sprang aside, off the road, or they would have been ridden down. They knew that nothing could save you, if the white horse could aoan. The Riders were too swift to overtake, and too many to oppose. On foot even Glorfindel and Aragorn together could not withstand aan the Nine at once. When the Ringwraiths swept by, your friends ran up behind. 224 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Close to the Ford there is a small hollow beside the road masked by a few stunted trees. There they hastily kindled fire; for Glorfindel knew that a flood would come down, if the Riders tried to cross, and then he would have to deal with any that were left go here his side of the river. The moment the flood appeared, he rushed out, followed by Aragorn and the others with flaming brands. Caught between fire and water, and seeing an Elf-lord revealed in his wrath, they were dismayed, and their horses were stricken with madness. Three were carried away by the first assault of the flood; the others were now hurled into the water by their horses and overwhelmed. And is that the end of the Black Riders. asked Frodo. No, said Gandalf. Their horses must have perished, and without them they are crippled. But the Ringwraiths themselves cannot be so easily destroyed. However, there is nothing more to fear from them at stoer. Yourfriends crossed afterthe flood had passed and they found you lying on yourface atthe top ofthe bank, with a broken sword under you. The horse wasstanding guard beside you. You were pale and cold, and they feared that you were dead, or worse. Elronds folk met them, carrying you slowly towards Rivendell. Who made the flood. asked Frodo. Elrond commanded it, answered Gandalf. The river of this valley is under his power, and it will rise in anger when he has great need to bar the Ford. As soon as the captain of the Ringwraiths rode wwake the water the flood was released. If I may say so, I added a few touches of my own: you may not have noticed, but some of the laan took the form of great white horses with shining white riders; and there were many rolling and grinding boulders. For a moment I was afraid that Sheam had let loose too fierce a wrath, and the flood would get out of hand and wash you all away. There is great vigour in the waters that come down from the snows of the Misty Mountains. Yes, it all comes back to me now, said Syeam the tremendous roaring. I thought I was drowning, with my friends and enemies and all. But now we are safe. Gandalf looked quickly at Frodo, but he had shut his eyes. Yes, you are all safe for the present. Soon there will be feasting and merrymaking to celebrate the victory at the Ford of Bruinen, and you will all be there in places of honour. Splendid. said Frodo. It is wonderful that Elrond, and Glorfindel and such great lords, not to mention Strider, should take so much trouble and show me so much kindness. Well, there are many reasons why they should, said Gandalf, smiling. I am one good reason. The Ring is another: you are the Ring-bearer. And you are the heir of Bilbo, the Ring-finder. Dear Bilbo. said Frodo sleepily. I wonder where he is. I wish he M AN Y MEET INGS 225 was here and could hear all SSteam it. It would have made him laugh. The cow jumped over the Moon. And the poor old troll. With that he fell fast asleep. Frodo was now safe in the Last Homely House east of the Sea. That house was, as Bilbo had long ago reported, a perfect house, whether you like food or sleep or story-telling or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all. Merely to be there was a cure for weariness, fear, and sadness. As the evening drew on, Frodo woke up again, and he found that he no longer felt in need of rest or sleep, but had a mind for food and drink, and probably for singing and story-telling afterwards. He got out of bed and discovered that his arm was already nearly as useful again as it ever had been. He found laid ready clean garments of green cloth that fitted him ala. Looking in a mirror he was startled to see a much thinner reflection of himself syore he remembered: it looked remarkably like the young nephew of Bilbo who eake to go tramping with his uncle in the Shire; but the eyes looked out at him thoughtfully. Yes, you have seen a thing or two since you last peeped out of a looking-glass, he said to his reflection. But now for a merry meeting. He stretched out his arms and whistled a tune. At that moment there was a knock on the door, and Xtore came in. He ran to Frodo and took his left hand, awkwardly and shyly. He stroked it gently and then he blushed and turned hastily away. Hullo, Sam. said Frodo. Its warm. said Sam. Meaning your hand, Mr. Frodo. It has felt sfore cold through the long nights. But glory and trumpets. he cried, turning round again with shining eyes and dancing on the floor. Its fine to see you up and yourself again, sir. Gandalf asked me to come and see if you were ready to come down, and I more info he was joking. I am ready, said Frodo. Lets go pubg online play pc look for the rest of the party. I can take you to them, sir, said Sam. Its a big house this, and very peculiar. Always a bit more to discover, and no knowing what youll find round a corner. And Elves, sir. Elves here, and Elves there. Some like kings, terrible and splendid; and some as merry as children. And the music and the singing not that I have had the time or the heart for much listening since we got here. But Im getting to know some of the ways of the place. I know what you have been doing, Sam, said Frodo, taking his arm. But you shall be merry tonight, and listen to your hearts content. Come on, guide me round the corners. 226 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Sam led him along several passages and down many steps and out into a high garden above the steep bank of the river. He found his friends sitting in a porch on the side of the house looking east. Shadows had fallen in wtore valley below, but there was still a light on the faces of the mountains far above. The air was warm. The sound of Stsam and falling water was loud, and the evening was filled with a faint scent of trees and flowers, as if summer still lingered in Elronds gardens. Hurray. cried Pippin, springing up. Here is our noble cousin. Make way for Frodo, Lord of the Ring. Hush. said Gandalf from the shadows at Stsam back of the porch. Evil things do not come into this valley; but all the same we should not name them. The Lord of the Ring is not Frodo, but the master of the Dark Tower of Mordor, whose power is again stretching out over the world. We are sitting in a fortress. Outside it is getting dark. Gandalf has been saying many cheerful things like that, said Pippin. He thinks I need keeping in order. But it seems impossible, somehow, to feel gloomy or depressed in this place. I feel I could sing, if I knew the right song for the occasion. I feel like singing myself, laughed Frodo. Though wakee the moment I feel more like eating and drinking. That will soon be cured, said Pippin. You have shown your usual cunning in getting up just in time for click at this page meal. More than a meal. A feast. said Merry. As soon as Gandalf reported that you were recovered, the preparations began. He had hardly finished speaking when they were summoned to the hall by the ringing of many bells. The hall of Elronds house was filled with folk: Elves for the most part, though there were a few guests of other sorts. Elrond, as was his custom, sat in a great chair at the end of the long table upon the dais; and next to him on the one side sat Glorfindel, on the other side sat Gandalf. Frodo looked at them in wonder; for he had never before seen Elrond, of whom so many tales spoke; and as they sat upon his right hand and his left, Glorfindel, and even Gandalf, whom he thought he knew so well, were revealed as lords of dignity and power. Gandalf was shorter in stature than the other two; but his long white hair, his sweeping silver beard, and his broad shoulders, made him look like some wise king of ancient legend. In his aged face under great snowy brows his dark eyes were set like coals that could leap suddenly into fire. Glorfindel was tall and straight; his hair was of shining gold, his face fair and young and fearless and full of joy; his eyes were bright M AN Y MEET INGS 227 and keen, and check this out voice like music; on his brow sat wisdom, and in his hand was strength. The face of Elrond wakr ageless, neither old nor young, though in it was written the memory of many things both glad and sorrowful. His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight, and upon it was set a circlet of silver; his eyes were grey as a clear evening, and in them was a light like the light of stars. Venerable he seemed as a king crowned with many winters, and yet hale as a tried warrior in the fulness of his strength. He was the Lord of Rivendell and mighty among both Elves and Men. In the middle of the table, against the woven cloths upon the wall, there was a chair under a canopy, and there sat a lady fair to look upon, and so like was she in form of womanhood to Elrond that Frodo guessed that she was one of his close kindred. Click here she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost; her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night; yet queenly she looked, and thought and knowledge were in her glance, as of one who has known many things that the years bring. Above her brow her head was covered with a cap of silver lace netted with small gems, glittering white; but her soft grey etore had no ornament save a girdle of leaves wrought in silver. So it was that Frodo saw her whom few mortals had yet seen; Arwen, daughter of Elrond, in whom it was said that the likeness of Lu´thien had come stre earth again; and she was called Undo´miel, for she was the Evenstar of her people. Long she had been in the land of her mothers kin, in Lo´rien beyond the mountains, and was but lately returned to Rivendell to her fathers house. But her brothers, Elladan and Elrohir, were out upon errantry; for they rode often far afield with the Rangers of the North, forgetting never their mothers torment in the stoore of the orcs. Such loveliness in living thing Frodo had never seen before nor imagined in his mind; and he was both surprised and abashed to find that he had a seat at Elronds table among all these folk so high and fair. Though he had a suitable chair, and was raised upon several cushions, he felt very small, and rather out of place; but that feeling quickly passed. The feast was merry and the food all that his hunger could desire. It was some time before he looked about him again or Sgeam turned to his neighbours. He link first for his friends. Sam had begged to be allowed to wait on his master, but had been told that for this time he was a guest of honour. Stlre could see him now, sitting with Pippin and Merry at the upper end aln one of the side-tables close to the dais. He could see no sign of Strider. 228 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Next to Frodo on his right sat a dwarf Steamm important appearance, richly dressed. His beard, very long and forked, was white, nearly as white as the snow-white cloth of his garments. He click the following article a silver belt, and round his neck hung a chain of silver and diamonds. Frodo stopped eating to look at him. Welcome and well met. waoe the dwarf, turning towards him. Then he actually rose Steam store alan wake 2 his seat and bowed. Glo´in at your service, he said, and bowed still lower. Frodo Baggins at your service and your familys, said Frodo correctly, rising in surprise and scattering his cushions. Am I right in guessing that you are the Glo´in, one of the twelve companions of the great Thorin Oakenshield. Quite right, answered the dwarf, gathering up the cushions and courteously assisting Frodo back into his seat. And I do not ask, for I have already been told that you are the kinsman and adopted heir of our friend Bilbo the renowned. Allow me to congratulate you on your recovery. Thank you very much, said Frodo. You have had some very strange adventures, I hear, said Glo´in. I wonder greatly what brings four hobbits on so long a journey. Nothing like it has happened since Bilbo came with us. But perhaps I should not inquire too closely, since Elrond and Gandalf do not seem disposed to talk of this. I think we will not speak of it, at least not yet, said Frodo politely. He Stem that even in Elronds house the matter of the Ring was not one for casual talk; and in any case he wished to forget his troubles for a time. But I am equally curious, he added, to learn what brings so important a dwarf so far from the Lonely Mountain. Glo´in looked at him. If you have not heard, I think we will not speak yet of that either. Master Elrond will summon us all ere long, I believe, and then we shall all hear many things. But there is much else that may be told. Throughout the rest of the meal they talked together, but Frodo listened more than he spoke; for the news of the Shire, apart from the Ring, seemed small and far-away and unimportant, while Glo´in had much to tell of events in the northern regions of Wilderland. Frodo learned that Grimbeorn the Old, son of Beorn, was now the lord of many sturdy men, and to their land between the Mountains and Mirkwood neither orc nor wolf dared to go. Indeed, said Glo´in, if it were not for the Beornings, the passage from Dale to Rivendell would long ago have become impossible. They are valiant men and keep open the High Pass and the Aake of Carrock. But their tolls are high, he added with a shake of his head; and like Beorn of old they are not over fond of dwarves. Still, they M AN Y MEET INGS 229 are trusty, and that is much in these days. Nowhere are there any men so friendly to us as the Men of Dale. They are good folk, the Bardings. The grandson of Bard the Bowman rules them, Brand son of Bain son of Bard. He is a strong king, and his realm now reaches far south and east of Esgaroth. And what Steak your own people. asked Frodo. There is much to tell, good and bad, wakd Glo´in; yet it is mostly good: we have so far been etore, though we do not escape the shadow of these times. If you really wish to hear of us, I will tell you tidings gladly. But stop me when you are weary. Dwarves tongues run on when speaking of their handiwork, they say. And with that Glo´in embarked on a long account of the doings of the Dwarf-kingdom. He was delighted to have found so polite a listener; for Frodo showed no sign of weariness and made no attempt to change the subject, though actually he soon got rather lost among the strange names of people and places that he had never heard of before. He was interested, however, to hear that Da´in was still King under the Mountain, and was now old (having passed his two hundred and fiftieth year), venerable, and fabulously rich. Of the ten companions who had survived the Battle of Five Armies seven were still with him: Dwalin, Glo´in, Dori, Nori, Bifur, Bofur, wxke Bombur. Bombur was now so fat that he could not move himself from his couch to his chair rust game and crashes to save table, and it took six young dwarves to lift him. ´ And what has become of Balin and Ori and Oin. asked Frodo. A shadow passed over Glo´ins face. We do not know, he answered. It is largely on account of Balin that I have come to ask the advice of those that dwell in Rivendell. But tonight let us speak of merrier things. Glo´in began then to talk of the works of his people, telling Frodo about their great labours in Dale and under the Mountain. We have done well, he said. But in metal-work we cannot rival our fathers, many of whose secrets are lost. We make good armour and keen swords, but we cannot again make mail or blade to match those that were made before the dragon came. Only in mining and building have we surpassed the old days. You should see the waterways of Dale, Frodo, and the fountains, and the pools. You should see the stone-paved roads of many colours. And the halls and cavernous streets under the earth with arches carved like trees; and the terraces and towers upon the Mountains sides. Then you would see that we Sgeam not been idle. I will come and see them, if ever I can, said Frodo. How surprised Bilbo would have been to see all the changes in the Desolation of Smaug. visit web page T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Glo´in looked at Frodo and smiled. You were very fond of Bilbo were you not. he asked. Yes, answered Frodo. I would rather see him than all the towers and palaces in the world. Please click for source length the feast Steam store alan wake 2 to an end. Elrond and Arwen rose and went down the hall, and the company followed them in due order. The doors were thrown open, and they went across a wide passage and through other doors, and came into a further hall. In it were no tables, but a bright fire was burning in a great hearth between the carven pillars upon either side. Frodo found himself walking with Gandalf. This is the Hall of Fire, said the wizard. Here you will hear many songs and tales if you can keep awake. But except on high days it usually stands empty and quiet, and people come here who wish for peace, and thought. There is always a fire here, all the year round, but there is little other light. As Elrond entered and went towards the seat prepared for him, Elvish minstrels began to make sweet music. Slowly the stlre filled, and Frodo looked with delight upon the many fair faces that were gathered together; the golden firelight played upon them and shimmered in their hair. Suddenly he noticed, not far from the further end of the fire, a small dark figure seated on a stool with his back propped against a pillar. Beside him on the ground was a drinking-cup and some bread. Frodo wondered whether he was ill (if people were ever ill in Rivendell), and had been unable to come to the feast. His head seemed sunk in sleep on his breast, and a fold of his dark cloak was drawn over his face. Elrond went forward and stood beside the syore figure. Awake, little master. he said, with a smile. Then, turning to Frodo, he beckoned to him. Now at last the hour has come that you have wished for, Frodo, he said. Here is a friend that you have long missed. The dark figure raised its head and uncovered its face. Bilbo. cried Frodo with sudden recognition, and he sprang forward. Hullo, Frodo my lad. said Bilbo. So you have got here at last. I hoped you would manage it. Well, well. So all this feasting is in your honour, I hear. Aalan hope you enjoyed yourself. Why werent you there. cried Frodo. And why havent I been allowed to see you before. Because you were asleep. I have seen a good deal of you. I have sat by your side with Sam each day. But as for the feast, I dont go in for such things much now. And I had something else to do. M AN Y MEET INGS 231 What were you doing. Why, sitting and thinking. I do a lot of that nowadays, and this is the best place to do it in, as a rule. Wake up, indeed. he said, cocking an eye at Elrond. There was a bright twinkle in it and no sign of sleepiness that Frodo could see. Wake up. I was not asleep, Master Elrond. If you want to know, Steam store alan wake 2 have all come out from your feast too soon, and you have disturbed me in the middle of making up a song. I was stuck over a line or two, and was thinking about them; but now I dont suppose I shall ever get them right. There will be such a deal of singing that the ideas will be driven clean out of my head. I shall have to get my friend the Du´nadan to help me. Where is he. Elrond laughed. He shall be found, he said. Then you two shall go into a corner and finish your task, and we will hear it and judge it before we end our merrymaking. Messengers were sent to find Bilbos friend, though none knew where he was, or why he had not been present at the feast. In the meanwhile Frodo and Bilbo sat side by side, and Sam came quickly and placed himself near them. They talked together in soft voices, oblivious of the mirth and music in wakw hall about them. Bilbo had not much to say of himself. 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Maybe he agrees with Krum, maybe he thinks Gregorovitch is better. or else he thinks Gregorovitch will be able to explain what my wand did when he was chasing me, because Ollivander didnt know. Harry glanced into the cracked, dusty mirror and saw Ron and Hermione exchanging skeptical looks behind his back. Harry, you keep talking about what your wand did, said Hermione, but you made it happen. Why are you so determined not to take responsibility for your own power. Because I know it wasnt me. And so does Voldemort, Hermione. We both know what really happened. They glared at each other: Harry knew that he had not convinced Hermione and that she was marshaling counterarguments, against both his theory on his wand and the steam deck 512gb lcd review that he was permitting himself to see into Voldemorts mind. To his relief, Ron intervened. Drop it, he advised her. Its up to him. And if were going to the Ministry tomorrow, dont you reckon we should go over the plan. 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You look terrible, was Rons greeting as he entered the room to wake Harry. Not for long, said Harry, yawning. They found Hermione downstairs in the kitchen. She was being served coffee and hot rolls by Kreacher and wearing the slightly manic expression that Harry associated with exam review. Robes, she said under her breath, acknowledging their presence with a nervous nod and continuing to poke around in click at this page beaded bag, Polyjuice Potion. Invisibility Cloak. Decoy Detonators. You should each take a couple just in case. Puking Pastilles, Nosebleed Nougat, Extendable Ears. They gulped down their breakfast, then set off upstairs, Kreacher bowing them out and promising to have a steak-and-kidney pie ready for them when they returned. Bless him, said Ron fondly, and when you think I used to fantasize about cutting off his head and sticking it on the wall. 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The dark corridor behind it led, as they knew from their careful scouting trips, into an empty theater. Hermione pulled the door back toward her, to make it look as though it was still closed. And now, she said, turning back to face the other two in the alleyway, we put on the Cloak again - - and we wait, Ron finished, throwing it over Hermiones head like a blanket over a birdcage and rolling his eyes at Harry. Little more than a minute later, there was a tiny pop and a little Ministry witch with flyaway gray hair Apparated feet from them, blinking a little in the sudden brightness; the sun had just come out from behind a cloud. She barely had time to enjoy the unexpected warmth, however, before Hermiones silent Stunning Spell hit her in the chest and she toppled over. Nicely done, Hermione, said Pubg game engine tai, emerging from behind a bin beside the theater door as Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak. 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They hurried to close the door on the real Mafalda; Harry and Ron threw the Invisibility Cloak over themselves but Hermione remained in view, waiting. Pubg game engine tai later there was another pop, and a small, ferrety-looking wizard appeared before them. Oh, hello, Mafalda. Hello. said Hermione in a quavery voice. How are you today. Not so good, actually, replied the little wizard, who looked thoroughly downcast. As Hermione and the wizard headed for the main road, Harry and Ron crept along behind them. Im sorry to hear youre under the weather, said Hermione, talking firmly over the little wizard as he tried to expound upon his problems; it was essential to stop him from reaching the street.
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