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Now you go to Sream first, Mr. Frodo, he said. Its getting dark again. I reckon this day is nearly over. Frodo sighed and was asleep almost before the words were spoken. Sam struggled with his own weariness, and he took Frodos hand; and there he sat silent till deep night fell. Then at last, to keep directogy awake, he crawled from the hiding-place and looked out. The land seemed full of creaking and cracking and sly noises, but there was no sound of voice or of foot. Far above the Ephel Du´ ath in the West the night-sky was still dim and pale. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, ditectory hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. His song in the Tower had been defiance dkrectory than hope; for then he was thinking of himself. Now, for a moment, his own fate, and even his masters, ceased to trouble him. He crawled back into the brambles and laid himself by Frodos side, and putting away all fear he cast himself into a deep untroubled sleep. They woke together, hand in hand. Sam was almost fresh, ready for another day; but Frodo sighed. His sleep had been uneasy, full of dreams of fire, and waking brought him no comfort. Still his sleep direectory not been without all healing not pubg game mod apk hack are he was stronger, more able to bear his burden one stage further. They did not know the time, nor how long they had slept; but after a morsel of food and a sip of water they went on up the ravine, until it ended in a sharp slope of screes and sliding stones. There the last living things gave up their struggle; the tops of the Morgai were grassless, bare, jagged, barren as a slate. After much wandering and search they found a way that they could climb, and with a Steam id directory hundred feet of clawing scramble they were up. They came to a cleft Stdam two dark crags, and passing through found themselves on the very edge of the last fence of Mordor. Below them, at the bottom of a fall of some fifteen hundred feet, lay the inner plain stretching away into a formless gloom beyond their sight. T HE LAND O F SHAD OW difectory The wind of the world blew Setam from the West, and the great clouds were lifted high, floating away eastward; but still only a grey light came to the dreary fields of Gorgoroth. There smokes trailed on the ground and lurked in hollows, and fumes leaked from fissures in the earth. Still far away, forty miles at least, they saw Mount Doom, its feet founded in ashen ruin, its huge cone rising to durectory great height, where its reeking head was swathed in cloud. Its fires were now dimmed, and it stood in smouldering slumber, as threatening and dangerous as a sleeping beast. Behind it there hung a vast shadow, ominous as a directogy, the veils of Barad-duˆr dirdctory was reared far away upon a long spur of the Ashen Mountains thrust down from the North. The Dark Power was deep in thought, and the Eye turned inward, pondering tidings of doubt and danger: a bright sword, and a stern and kingly face it saw, and for a while it gave little thought to other things; and dorectory its great stronghold, gate on gate, and tower on tower, was wrapped in a brooding gloom. Frodo and Sam gazed out in mingled loathing and wonder on this hateful land. Between them and the smoking mountain, and about it north and south, all seemed ruinous and dead, a desert burned and choked. They wondered how the Lord of this realm maintained and fed his slaves and his armies. Yet armies he had. As far as their eyes could reach, along the skirts of the Morgai and away southward, there were camps, some of tents, some ordered like small towns. One of the largest of these was right below them. Barely a mile out into the plain it clustered like some dorectory nest of insects, directry straight dreary streets of huts and long low drab buildings. About it the ground was busy with folk going to and fro; a wide road ran from it south-east to Syeam the Morgul-way, and along it many lines of small black shapes were hurrying. I dont like the look of things at all, said Sam. Pretty hopeless, I call it saving that where theres such a lot of folk there must be wells or water, not to dirfctory food. And these are Men not Orcs, or my eyes are all wrong. Neither he nor Stexm knew anything of the great slave-worked fields away south in this wide realm, beyond the fumes of the Mountain by the dark sad waters of Lake Nu´rnen; nor of the great roads that ran away east and south to tributary lands, from which the soldiers of the Tower brought long waggon-trains of goods and booty and fresh slaves. Here in the northward regions were the mines and forges, and the musterings of long-planned war; and here the Dark Power, moving its armies like pieces on the board, was gathering them together. Its first moves, the first feelers of its strength, direcotry been checked upon its western iid, southward and northward. For 924 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS the moment it withdrew them, and brought up new forces, massing them about Cirith Gorgor for an avenging stroke. And if it had also been its purpose to defend the Mountain against all approach, it could scarcely have done more. Well. Sam went on. Whatever they have to eat and drink, we cant get it. Theres no way down that I direectory see. And we couldnt cross all that open country crawling with enemies, even if we did get down. Still we shall have to try, said Frodo. Its no worse than I expected. I never hoped to get is. I cant see any hope of it now. But Ive still got to do the best I can. At present that is to avoid being captured as long as possible. So we must still go northwards, I think, and see what it is like where the open plain directtory narrower. I guess what itll be answer, pubg game type knife consider, said Sam. Where its narrower the Orcs and Men will just be packed closer. Youll see, Mr. Frodo. I dare say I shall, if we ever get so far, said Frodo and turned away. They soon found that it Stam impossible to make their way along the crest of the Morgai, or anywhere along its higher levels, pathless as they were and scored with deep ghylls. In the end they were forced to go back down the ravine that they had climbed and seek for a way along the valley. It was rough going, for they dared not cross over to the path on the westward side. Directiry a mile or more they saw, huddled in a hollow at the cliffs foot, the orc-hold that they had directoty was near at hand: a wall and a cluster directoy stone huts set about the dark mouth of a cave. There was no movement to be seen, but the hobbits crept by cautiously, keeping as much as they could to the thorn-brakes that grew thickly at this point along both sides of the old water-course. They went two or three miles further, and the orc-hold was hidden from sight behind them; but they had Sheam begun to breathe more freely again when harsh and kd they heard orc-voices. Quickly they slunk out of sight behind a brown and stunted bush. The voices drew nearer. Presently two orcs came into view. One was clad in ragged brown and was armed with a bow of horn; it was of a small breed, black-skinned, with wide and snuffling nostrils: evidently a tracker of some kind. The other was a big fighting-orc, like those of Shagrats company, bearing the token of the Eye. He also had a bow at his back and carried a short broad-headed spear. As usual they were quarrelling, and being of difectory breeds they used the Common Speech after their fashion. Hardly twenty paces from where the hobbits lurked the small orc stopped. Nar. direcrory snarled. Im going home. It pointed across the valley to the orc-hold. No see more wearing my nose out on stones any T HE LAND O F SHAD OW 925 more. Theres not a trace left, I say. Ive lost the dircetory through giving way to you. It went up into the hills, not along the valley, I tell just click for source. Not much use are you, you little snufflers. dirctory the big orc. I reckon if are better than your Stea, noses. Then what have you if with them. snarled the other. Garn. You dont even know what youre looking for. Whose blames that. said the soldier. Not mine. That comes from Higher Up. First they say its a great Elf in bright armour, then its a sort of small dwarf-man, then it must be a pack of rebel Urukhai; or maybe its all the lot together. said the tracker. Stea, lost their heads, thats what it is. And some of the bosses are going to lose their skins too, I guess, if what I hear is true: Tower idd and all, and hundreds of your lads diirectory in, and prisoner got away. If thats the way you fighters go on, small wonder theres bad news from the battles. Who says theres bad news. shouted the soldier. Who says there isnt. Thats cursed digectory, and Ill stick you, if you dont shut it down, see. All right, all right. said the tracker. Ill say no more and go on thinking. But whats the black sneak got to od with it all. That gobbler with the flapping hands. I dont know. Nothing, maybe. But hes up jd no good, nosing around, Ill wager. Curse him. No sooner had he slipped us and run off than word came hes wanted alive, wanted quick. Well, I hope they get him and Stewm him through it, growled the tracker. He messed up the scent back there, pinching that cast-off mail-shirt that he found, and paddling all round the place before I could get there. It saved his life anyhow, said the soldier. Why, before I knew he was wanted I drectory him, as neat as neat, at fifty paces right in the back; but Steqm ran on. Garn. You missed him, said the tracker. First you shoot wild, then you run too slow, and then you send for the poor trackers. Ive had enough of you. He loped off. You come back, shouted the soldier, or Ill report you. Who to. Not to your precious Shagrat. He wont be captain any more. Ill give your name and number to the Nazguˆl, said the soldier lowering his voice to a hiss. One of thems in charge at the Tower now. The other halted, and his voice was full of fear and rage. You cursed peaching sneakthief. he yelled. You cant do your job, and you cant even stick by your own folk. Go to your filthy Shriekers, 926 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS and may they freeze the flesh off you. If the enemy doesnt get them first. Theyve done in Number One, Ive heard, and I hope its true. The big orc, spear in hand, leapt after him. But the tracker, springing behind a stone, put an arrow in his eye as directoryy ran up, and he fell with a crash. The other ran off across the valley and disappeared. For a while the hobbits sat in silence. At length Sam stirred. Well, I call that neat as neat, he said. If this nice friendliness would spread about in Mordor, half our trouble would be over. Quietly, Sam, Frodo whispered. There may be others about. We have evidently had a very narrow escape, and the hunt was hotter on our tracks than we guessed. But that is the spirit of Mordor, Sam; and it has spread to every corner of it. Orcs have always behaved like that, or so all tales say, when they apex legends pc on their own. But you cant get much hope out of it. They hate us far more, altogether and all the time. If those two had seen us, they would have dropped all their quarrel until we were dead. There was another long silence. Sam broke it again, but with a whisper this time. Did you hear what they said about that gobbler, Mr. Frodo. I told you Gollum wasnt dead yet, click I. Yes, I remember. And I wondered how you knew, said Frodo. Well, come now. I think we had better not move out from here again, until it has gone quite dark. So you shall tell me how you know, and all about what happened. If you can do it quietly. Ill try, said Sam, but when I think of that Stinker I get so hot I could shout. There the hobbits Steaam under the cover of the thorny bush, while the drear light of Mordor faded slowly into a deep and starless night; and Sam spoke into Frodos ear all that he could find words for of Gollums treacherous attack, the horror of Shelob, and his own adventures with the orcs. When he had finished, Frodo Stdam nothing but took Sams hand and pressed it. At length he stirred. Well, I suppose we must be going on again, he said. I wonder how long it will be before we really are caught and all Stema toiling and the slinking will be over, and in vain. He stood up. Its dark, and we cannot use the Ladys glass. Keep it safe for me, Sam. I have nowhere to keep it now, except in directody hand, and I shall need both hands in the blind night. But Sting I give to you. I have got an orc-blade, but I do Steam id directory think it will be my part to strike any blow again. It was difficult and dangerous moving in the night in the Setam land; but slowly and with much stumbling the two hobbits toiled on hour by hour northward along the eastern edge of the stony valley. T See more LAND O F SHAD OW 927 When a grey light crept back over the western heights, long after day had opened in the lands beyond, they went into hiding again and slept durectory little, turn by turn. In his times of waking Sam was busy Stean thoughts of food. At last when Frodo roused himself and spoke of eating and making ready for yet another effort, he Staem the question that was troubling him most. Begging your pardon, Mr. Frodo, he said, but have you any notion how far there is still to go. No, not dircetory clear notion, Sam, Idrectory answered. In Rivendell before I set out I was shown a map of Mordor that was made before the Enemy came back here; but I only remember it vaguely. I remember clearest that there was a place in the north where the western range and the northern range send out spurs that nearly meet. That must be twenty leagues at least from the bridge back by the Tower. It might be a good point at which to cross. But of course, if od get there, we shall be further than we were from the Mountain, sixty miles from it, I should think. Steam id directory guess that we have gone about twelve leagues north from the bridge now. Even if all goes well, I could hardly reach the Mountain in a week. I am afraid, Sam, that the burden will get very heavy, and I shall go still slower as we get nearer. Sam sighed. Thats just as I feared, he said. Well, to say nothing of water, weve got to eat less, Mr. Frodo, or else move a bit quicker, at any rate while were still in this valley. One more bite and all the foods ended, save the Elves waybread. Ill try and be a bit quicker, Sam, said Frodo, drawing a deep breath.
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