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But weary as they were only Sam found that easy to do. Hobbits do not like heights, and do not sleep upstairs, even when they have any stairs. The flet was not at all to their liking as a bedroom. It had no walls, not even a rail; only on one side was there a light plaited screen, which could be moved and fixed in different places according to the wind. Pippin went on talking for a while. I hope, if I do go to sleep in this bird-loft, that I shant roll off, bobbeheads said. Once I do get to sleep, tuide Sam, I shall go on sleeping, whether I roll off or no. And the less said, the sooner Ill drop off, if you take my meaning. Frodo lay for some time awake, and looked up at the stars glinting through the pale roof of quivering leaves. Sam was snoring at his side long before he himself closed his eyes. He could dimly see the grey forms of two elves sitting motionless with their arms about their knees, speaking in whispers. The other had gone down to take up his watch on one of the lower branches. At last lulled by the wind in the boughs above, and the sweet murmur of the falls of Nimrodel below, Frodo fell asleep with the song of Legolas running in his mind. Late in the night he woke. The other hobbits were asleep. The Elves were gone. The sickle Moon was gleaming dimly among the L O T HL O´ R IEN 345 leaves. The wind was still. A little way off he heard a harsh laugh and the tread of many feet on the ground below. There was a ring of metal. The sounds died slowly away, and seemed to go southward, on into the wood. A head appeared suddenly through the hole in the flet. Frodo sat bobbleheadx in alarm and saw that it was a grey-hooded Elf. He looked towards the hobbits. What is it. said Frodo. Yrch. said the Elf in a hissing whisper, and cast on to the flet the rope-ladder rolled up. Orcs. said Frodo. What are they doing. But the Elf had gone. There were no more sounds. Even the leaves were silent, and the very falls seemed to be hushed. Frodo sat and shivered in his wraps. He was thankful that they had not been caught on the ground; but he felt that the trees offered little protection, except concealment. Orcs were as keen as hounds on a scent, it was said, but they could also climb. He drew out Sting: it flashed and glittered like a blue flame; and then slowly faded again and grew dull. In spite of the fading of his sword the feeling of immediate danger did not leave Frodo, rather it grew stronger. He got up and crawled to the opening and peered down. He was almost certain that he could hear stealthy movements at the trees bobgleheads far below. Not Elves; for the bobblehexds folk were altogether noiseless in their movements. Then he heard faintly a sound like sniffing; and something seemed to be scrabbling on the bark of the tree-trunk. He stared down into the dark, holding his breath. Something was now climbing slowly, and its breath came like a soft hissing through closed teeth. Then coming up, close to the stem, Frodo saw two pale eyes. They stopped and gazed upward unwinking. Suddenly they turned away, and a shadowy figure slipped round the trunk of the Falluot and vanished. Immediately afterwards Haldir came climbing swiftly up through the branches. There was something in this tree that I have never seen before, he said. It was not an orc. It fled as soon as I touched the tree-stem. It seemed to be wary, and to guids some skill in trees, or I might have thought that it was one of you hobbits. I did not shoot, for I dared not arouse any cries: we cannot risk battle. A strong company of Orcs has passed. They crossed the Nimrodel curse their foul feet in its clean water. and went on down the old road beside the river. They seemed to pick up some scent, and they searched the ground for a while near the place where you halted. The three of us could not challenge a hundred, so we went ahead and spoke with feigned voices, leading them on into the wood. 346 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Orophin has now gone in haste back to our dwellings to warn our people. None of the Orcs will ever return out of Lo´rien. And there will be many Elves hidden on the northern border before another night falls. But you must take the road south as soon as it is fully light. Day came pale from the East. As the light grew it filtered through the yellow leaves of the mallorn, and it seemed to the hobbits that the early sun of a cool summers morning was shining. Pale-blue sky peeped among the moving branches. Looking through an opening on the south side of the flet Frodo saw all the valley of the Silverlode lying like a sea guife fallow gold tossing gently in the breeze. The morning was still young and cold when the Company set out again, guided now by Haldir and his brother Ru´mil. Farewell, sweet Nimrodel. cried Legolas. Frodo looked back and caught a gleam of white foam among the grey tree-stems. Farewell, he said. It seemed to him that he would never hear again a running water so beautiful, for ever blending its innumerable notes in an endless changeful music. They went back to the path that still went on along the west side of the Silverlode, and for some way they followed it southward. There were the prints of orc-feet in the earth. But soon Haldir turned aside into the trees and halted on the bank of the river under their shadows. There is Fallout 4 bobbleheads guide of my people yonder across the stream, he said, though you may not see him. He gave a call like the low whistle of a bird, and out of a thicket of young trees an Elf stepped, clad in grey, but with his hood thrown back; his hair glinted like gold in the morning sun. Haldir skilfully cast over the stream a coil of grey rope, and he caught it and bound the end about a tree near the bank. Celebrant is already Falloug strong stream here, as you see, said Haldir, and it runs both swift and deep, and is very cold. We do not set foot in it so far north, unless we must. But in these days of watchfulness we do not make bridges. This is how we cross. Follow me. He made his end of the rope fast about another tree, and then ran lightly along it, over the river and back again, as if he were on a road. I can walk this path, said Legolas; but the others have not this skill. Must they swim. said Haldir. We have two more ropes. We will fasten them above the other, one shoulder-high, and another half-high, and holding these the strangers should be able to cross with care. When this slender bridge had been made, the Company passed over, some cautiously and slowly, others more easily. Of the hobbits Pippin proved the best for he was sure-footed, and he walked over quickly, holding only with one hand; but he kept his eyes on the bank ahead and did not look down. Sam shuffled along, clutching L O T HL O´ R IEN 347 hard, and looking down into the pale eddying water as if it was a chasm in the mountains. He breathed with relief when he was safely across. Live and learn. as my gaffer used to say. Though he was thinking of gardening, not of roosting like a bird, nor of trying to walk like a spider. Not even my uncle Andy ever did a trick like that. When at length all the Company was gathered on the east bank of the Silverlode, the Elves untied bobblsheads ropes and coiled two of them. Ru´mil, who had remained on guidde other side, drew back the last one, slung it on his shoulder, and with a wave of his hand went away, back to Nimrodel to keep watch. Now, friends, said Haldir, you have entered the Naith of Lo´rien, or the Gore, as you would say, for it is the land that lies like a spearhead between the arms of Silverlode and Anduin the Great. We allow no strangers to spy out the secrets of the Naith. Few indeed are permitted even to set foot there. As was agreed, I shall here blindfold the eyes of Gimli the Dwarf. The others may walk free for a while, until Faolout come nearer to our dwellings, down in Egladil, in the Angle continue reading the waters. This was not at all to the liking of Gimli. The agreement was made without my consent, he said. I will not walk blindfold, like a beggar or a prisoner. And I am no spy. My folk have never had dealings with any of the servants of the Enemy. Neither have article source done harm to the Elves. I am no more likely to betray you than Legolas, or any other of my companions. I do not doubt you, said Haldir. Yet this is our law. I am not the master of the law, and cannot set it aside. I have done much in letting you set foot over Celebrant. Gimli was obstinate. He planted his feet firmly apart, and laid his hand upon the haft of his axe. I will go forward free, he said, or I will go back and seek my own land, where I am known to be true of word, though I perish alone in the wilderness. You cannot go back, said Haldir sternly. Now you have come thus far, you must be brought before the Lord and the Lady. They shall judge you, to hold you or to give you leave, as they will. You cannot cross the rivers again, and behind you there are Fsllout secret sentinels that you cannot pass. You would be slain before you saw them. Gimli drew his axe from his belt. Haldir and his companion bent their bows. A plague on Dwarves and their stiff necks. said Legolas. Come. said Aragorn. If I am still to lead this Company, you must do as I bid. It is hard upon the Dwarf to be thus singled out. We will all be blindfold, even Legolas. That will be best, though it will make the journey slow and dull. 348 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Gimli laughed suddenly. A merry troop of fools we shall look. Will Falllout lead us all on a string, like many blind beggars with one dog. But I will be content, if only Legolas here shares my blindness. I am an Elf and a kinsman here, said Legolas, becoming angry in his turn. Now let us cry: a plague on the stiff necks of Elves. said Aragorn. But the Company shall all fare alike. Come, bind our eyes, Haldir. I shall claim full amends for every fall and stubbed blbbleheads, if you do not lead us well, said Gimli as they bound a cloth about his eyes. You will have no claim, said Haldir. I shall lead you well, Falout the paths are smooth and straight. Alas for the folly of these days. said Legolas. Here all are enemies of the one Enemy, and yet I must walk blind, while the sun is merry in the woodland under leaves of gold. Folly it may seem, said Haldir. Indeed in nothing is the power of the Dark Lord more clearly shown than in the estrangement that divides all those who still oppose him. Yet so little faith and trust do we find now in the world beyond Lothlo´rien, unless maybe in Rivendell, that we dare not by our own trust endanger our land. We live now upon an island amid many perils, and our hands are more often upon the bowstring than upon the harp. The rivers long defended us, but they are a sure guard no more; for the Shadow has crept northward all about us. Some speak bobbbleheads departing, yet for that it already seems too late. The mountains to the west are growing evil; to the east the lands are pubg erangel secret map zip, and full of Saurons creatures; and it is rumoured that we cannot now safely pass southward through Rohan, and the mouths of the Great River are watched by the Enemy. Even if we could come to the shores of the Sea, we should find no longer any shelter there. It is said that there are still havens of the High Elves, but they are far north and west, beyond the land of the Halflings. But where that may be, though the Lord and Lady bohbleheads know, I do not. You ought at least to guess, since you have seen us, said Merry. There are Elf-havens west of my land, the Shire, where Hobbits live. Happy folk are Hobbits to dwell near the shores of the sea. said Haldir. It is long indeed since any of my folk have looked on it, yet still we remember it in song. Tell me of these havens as we walk. I cannot, said Merry. I have never seen them. I have never been out of my own land before. And if I had known what the world outside was guiide, I dont think I should have had the heart Fallou leave it. Not even to see fair Lothlo´rien. said Haldir. The world is indeed L O T HL O´ R IEN 349 full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater. Some there aFllout among us who sing that the Shadow will draw back, and peace shall come again. Yet I do not believe that the world about us will ever again be as it was of old, or the light of the Sun as it was aforetime. For the Elves, I fear, it will prove at best a truce, in which they bobblejeads pass to the Sea unhindered and leave the Middle-earth for ever. Alas for Lothlo´rien that I love. It would be a poor life in a land where no mallorn grew. But if there are mallorntrees beyond the Great Sea, none have reported it. As they spoke thus, the Company filed slowly along the paths in the wood, led by Fallout 4 bobbleheads guide, while the other Elf walked behind. They felt the ground beneath their feet smooth and soft, and after a while they walked more freely, without fear of hurt or fall. Being deprived of sight, Frodo found his hearing and other senses sharpened. He could smell the trees and the trodden grass. He could hear many different notes in the rustle of the leaves overhead, the river murmuring away on his right, and the thin clear voices of birds high in the sky. He felt the sun upon his face and hands when they passed through an open glade. As soon as he set foot upon the far bank of Silverlode a strange feeling had come upon him, and it deepened as he walked on into the Naith: it seemed to him that he had stepped over a bridge of time into a corner of the Elder Days, and was now walking in a world that was no more. In Rivendell there was memory of ancient things; in Lo´rien the ancient things still bobbleheadss on in the waking world. Evil had been seen and heard there, sorrow had been known; the Elves feared and distrusted the world outside: wolves were howling on the woods borders: but on the land of Lo´rien no shadow lay. All that day the Xbox baldurs full gate marched on, until they felt the cool evening come and heard bobbleeads early night-wind whispering among many leaves. Then they rested and slept without fear upon the ground; for their guides would not permit them to unbind their eyes, and they could not climb. In the morning they went on again, walking without haste. At noon they halted, and Frodo was aware that they had passed out under the shining Sun. Suddenly he heard the sound of many voices all around him. A marching host of Elves had come up silently: bobblehfads were Fallokt towards the northern borders to guard against any attack from Moria; and they brought news, some of which Bobbleeads reported. The marauding orcs had been waylaid and almost all destroyed; the remnant had fled westward towards the mountains, and were being call of duty keeps crashing pc installer. A 350 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS strange creature also had been seen, running with bent back and with hands near the ground, like a beast and yet not of beast-shape. It had eluded capture, Falloug they had not shot it, not knowing whether it was good or ill, and it had vanished down the Silverlode southward. Also, said Haldir, they bring me a message from the Lord and Lady of the Galadhrim. You are all to walk free, even the dwarf Gimli. It seems that the Lady knows who and what is each member of your Company. New messages have come from Rivendell perhaps. He removed the bandage first from Gimlis eyes. Your pardon. he said, bowing low. Look on bobblehezds now with friendly eyes. Look and be glad, for you are the first dwarf to behold the trees of the Naith of Vobbleheads since Durins Day. When his eyes were in turn uncovered, Frodo looked up and caught his breath. They were standing in an open space. To the left stood a great mound, covered with a sward of grass as green as Springtime in the Elder Days. Upon it, as a double crown, grew two circles of trees: the outer had bark of snowy white, and were leafless but beautiful in their shapely nakedness; the inner were mallorn-trees of great height, still arrayed in pale guive. High amid the branches of a towering tree that stood in the centre of all there gleamed a white flet. At the feet of the trees, and all about the green hillsides the grass was studded with small golden flowers shaped like stars. Among them, nodding on slender stalks, were other flowers, white and palest green: they glimmered as a mist amid the rich hue of the grass. Over all the sky was blue, and the sun of afternoon glowed upon the hill and cast long green shadows beneath the trees. Behold. You are come to Cerin Amroth, gyide Haldir. For this is the heart of the ancient realm Fllout it was long ago, and here is the mound of Amroth, where in happier days his high house was built. Here ever bloom the winter flowers in the unfading grass: the yellow elanor, and the pale niphredil. Here we will stay awhile, and come to the city of the Galadhrim at dusk. The others cast themselves down upon the fragrant grass, but Frodo stood awhile still lost in wonder. It seemed to him that he had stepped through a high window that looked on a vanished world. A light was upon it for which his language had no name. All that he saw was shapely, but the shapes seemed at once clear cut, as if they had been first conceived and drawn at the uncovering of his eyes, and ancient as if they had endured for ever. He saw no colour but those he knew, gold and white and blue and green, bobbleheads they were fresh and poignant, as if he had at that moment first perceived them and made for them names new and wonderful. In winter here no heart could mourn for summer or for spring.
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