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They are calling for it. They are calling for the preciousss. The Black Gate is very close. Gimli fingers a dark stain on a leaf and brings it to his mouth.

Orc blood. Very old. Full of memory Something is out there. What do you see? He will put a spell on us.

Aragorn drops his sword as it becomes red hot in his grasp. They shield their eyes with their hands from the bright light emanating from the White Wizard. They met someone they did not expect.

Does that comfort you? Show yourself! The three are astounded. Legolas and Gimli bow. You fell. With a final cry, the Balrog falls from the peak and lands, smoking, onto the icy mountainside. And I strayed out of thought and time. But it was not the end. I felt life in me again. His hair has turned white and wounds are completely healed. That's what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey.

That was my name. War has come to Rohan. We must ride to Edoras with all speed. Soon an answering neigh is heard and a white horse appears from the plain, answering the call. The trees have grown wild and dangerous. Anger festers in their hearts. They will harm you if they can. There are too few of us now. Too few of us Ents left to manage them. From the right, an army of Easterling soldiers is marching to the Black Gate. My ol' Gaffer'd have a thing or two to say if he could see us now.

Master says so. We cannot get past that. Two enormous cave trolls stretch and growl and then pull the mighty Gate open. The gate, it's opening! I can see a way down. Suddenly, the rock underneath him gives way and he falls. SAM Argh!! They move away from the troop to investigate. Frodo reaches Sam who is stuck in the scree. As the Easterlings move closer and closer, Frodo throws his Elvish cloak over himself and Sam. The soldiers are now directly in front of Sam, but their eyes see nothing but rock.

Frodo and Sam peer from underneath the cloak. The soldiers soon leave and after a moment, Frodo throws back the cloak and pulls Sam out. I doubt even these Elvish cloaks will hide us in there.

No, no master! They catch you! He wants the preciousss. And the preciousss is wanting to go back to him. More secret. A dark way. SAM Mr. Frodo, no. SAM [Whispers] No! Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli stop as Edoras comes into view. My lord? Do not look for welcome here. She kisses his hand. What a tragedy for the king to lose his only son and heir. Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness. In bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, like a hutch to trammel some wild thing in.

Weeping, she looks away into the distance. A flag comes off its pole and is carried by the breeze. As Aragorn passes the entrance to Edoras, the flag floats down to land near him. Edoras is silent and somber. Everyone is dressed in black and staring at the newcomers in wary silence.

Aragorn looks up at the hall and sees a lady in white standing on the steps. He looks around at more somber people. The company climbs up the stairs to the hall and is met by guards. Aragon hands over his sword and knives. Legolas gives a little twirl to his knives before handing them over to the guards. Gimli hands over his axes reluctantly. You would not part an old man from his walking stick? A group of men starts to follow their steps with hostility.

Lathspell spell I name him. Ill news is an ill guest. Keep your forked tongue behind you teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm! I release you from the spell. Seeing her uncle threatened, she tries to go to him but is held back by Aragorn. He lands landing hard on the floor of Orthanc, bleeding from a gash in his forehead. Clarity and recognition returns to his eyes.

He wraps his fingers around it slowly and then draws it, gazing upon the shiny steel. Aragorn holds him back. No, my lord. Let him go. Enough blood has been spilled on his account.

Aragorn kneels also. Where is my son? It is released and spirals down to land among similar flowers, in front of a tomb. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebearers. Alas, that these evil days should be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see the last days of my house. His spirit will find its way to the halls of your fathers.

Be-thou well. He spots two children on horseback. The boy collapses and falls off the horse. They were unarmed. Now the wildmen are moving through the Westfold, burning as they go. Rick, cot and tree. All the more potent for he is driven now by fear of Sauron.

Ride out and meet him head on. Draw him away from your women and children. His men will return and fight for their king. I know what it is that you want of me. But I will not bring further death to my people.

I will not risk open war. Whether you would risk it or not. Do not burden yourselves with treasures. Take only what provisions you need.

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Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli walk towards the stables. They flee to the mountains when they should stand and fight. Who will defend them if not their king. What they will get is a massacre. I fear for the survival of Rohan. He will need you before the end, Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you.

The defences HAVE to hold. With luck, my search will not be in vain. Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day.

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At dawn, look to the East. She unsheathes it and begins to practice. She swings around and is met by Aragorn, who blocks her parry. Those without swords may still die upon them.

I fear neither death nor pain. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire. He will expect an attack on the city. It is a dangerous road to take through the mountains. They will be slow. They will have women and children with them. He walks through the depths of Isengard and gives orders to an Orc. In a pit behind him, ferocious growls are heard and shadows dances.

He slips and falls, grasping at a slippery fish as he goes.

Frodo and Sam follow behind. SAM What? There's naught left in 'im but lies and deceit. It's the Ring he wants. It's all he cares about. SAM Why? I don't know why I said that. SAM [Looks back at Frodo with tears in his eyes. It's the Ring. You can't take your eyes off it. I've seen you. You're not eating. You barely sleep. It's taken a hold of you, Mr Frodo. You have to fight it! The Ring was entrusted to me!

It's my task! My own! Gollum is crouching in a corner by himself. We needs it. Must have the precioussss. Sneaky little hobbitsesss. Wicked, trickssssy, falssse! Not Master. They will cheat you, hurt you, lie.

Nobody likes YOU I hate you! I saved us. It was me. We survived because of me! And away he goes, preciousss. He then picks up one of the rabbits and snaps the rabbit's back in front of Frodo. They are tender. They are nice. Yes they are! Eat them! Stupid fat hobbit! It ruins it!

Lovely big golden chips with a nice piece of fried fish Spoil nice fish Sam suddenly notices that Frodo is no longer in his sight. He moves to lie low beside Frodo. Servants of Sauron. They are called to Mordor. The Dark One is gathering all armies to him. He will soon be ready. SAM Ready to do what? The last war that will cover all the world in shadow.

Come on, Sam. Cloaked rangers are firing deadly arrows at the soldiers and Oliphaunts from behind bushes. One of the Oliphaunts starts trumpeting and stomping towards Frodo and Sam, swinging his huge trunk and tusks. Faramir takes aim and shoots a soldier. He falls from the Oliphaunt and lands right behind Frodo and Sam, dead. Come on, Sam! A sword appears at his throat. Faramir appears. And that dwarves just spring out of holes in the ground! Gimli falls off after a short distance and lands with a loud thump.

Nobody panic. That was deliberate. It was deliberate. She laughs as she brushes him off and looks back at Aragorn with the sun behind her and the wind in her hair. That night. Aragorn could not sleep and smokes his pipe as he thinks of Arwen. He opens his eyes and sees Arwen before him, smiling down at him. This is a dream. Aragorn closes his eyes but for a while.

He looks over at Arwen. You told me once that this day would come. Boe bedich go Frodo. This is not the end You must go with Frodo.

That is your path. My path is hidden from me. It is already laid before your feet. You cannot falter now. Estelio ammen. If you trust nothing else Trust us. The woman who gave you that jewel. Let her go. Let her take the ship into the west. Let her bear away her love for you to the Undying Lands.

There it will be evergreen. She belongs with her people! You have a chance for another life.

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Away from war It was a dream, Arwen, nothing more. Keep it.

Legolas watches them as they pass. He then draws his knife and kills the Orc. We are under attack! Legolas gazes into the distance and sees many warg-riders coming fast towards them, kicking up dust trails as they go. And make haste! You must do this I mean, charge forward! March forward! Go on! Stick together! He draws another arrow and kills another. He quickly runs and mounts Arod with a smooth leap and joins in the fray with Gimli behind him on horseback.

In the midst of fighting, Gimli falls off Arod. He turns to find a warg growling at him. That one counts as mine! Stinking creature. Gimli kills him quickly, twisting his neck, and it lands on him also.

Gimli sniffs at the Orc and makes a face. He tries to lift both the warg and Orc off him. Just then, another warg comes upon him and bares its teeth, ready to strike. It dies, landing on Gimli and adding to the pile on top of him.

Aragorn is knocked off Hasufel and attacked by Sharku. Aragorn tries to kill the warg rider but Sharku blocks his attempt and grabs Aragorn by the neck, while the latter is half-dragged by the warg. Aragorn tries to let go of the warg but finds his wrist tangled with the saddle straps. He tries unsuccessfully to disentangle himself and is dragged closer and closer to the edge of a cliff at great speed. The warg runs right off the cliff and they both disappear over the edge. The battle is winding down as the Rohirrim finish off the last few wargs and Orcs.

He takes it, runs to the edge of the cliff and looks down to see the great drop and rushing waters below, with no sign of Aragorn. Gimli comes to stand beside him.

The wolves of Isengard will return. Leave the dead. Cries of relief are heard as the refuge is within sight. At last! There it is! Thank you! The gate is opened for the villagers. Many have already taken refuge within and are resting along the passage. So few of you have returned. We have paid for it with many lives. The latter looks down and then walks away, confirming her unasked question. Bar the gate, and set a watch on the surround. The women and children? Its outer wall is solid rock but for a small culvert at its base which is little more than a drain.

Saruman is pouring some dark dry substances into a vessel. How can fire undo stone? What kind of device could bring down the wall? He continues to hold the extinguished candle aloft as he gapes at the vast army below. A horn is sounded, announcing the appearance of Saruman.

A loud cheer is heard from the army. Saruman raises a hand. Its victory is at hand! March to Helms Deep! Leave none alive! But now he has a mind of metal and wheels. He no longer cares for growing things. The war has started. He is washed ashore and dreams of Arwen. I chair gwannar na Valannor. Arwen, it is time. The ships are leaving for Valinor. Go now Why do you linger here when there is no hope?

If Sauron is defeated, and Aragorn made king and all that you hope for comes true, you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality.

Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. Mourners are walking around the altar, paying their final respects.

Arwen is weeping. No comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death, an image of the splendor of the kings of men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world.

Arwen stands before the monument, veiled and in black.

As nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent. Elrond comes to sit beside his daughter and raises a hand to her cheek. Do I not also have your love? You have my love, father [Elves, cloaked and carrying a lantern each, are setting off from Rivendell on their journey to the West.

Elrond looks on as Arwen leaves with them. Arwen turns back to look at her father one last time before she departs. Elrond continues to stare after her with an expression of resigned sadness. He hears Galadriel speaking. The world has changed I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth, I smell it in the air. The power of the enemy is growing.

Isengard has been unleashed.

He senses the Ring is close. The strength of the Ringbearer is failing. In his heart, Frodo begins to understand. You know this. You have foreseen it. It is the risk we all took. In the gathering dark, the will of the Ring grows strong. It works hard now to find its way back into the hands of men. Men, who are so easily seduced by its power. The young captain of Gondor has but to extend his hands, take the Ring for his own and the world will fall.

It is close now, so close to achieving its goal. Frodo and Sam and being carries, blinded-folded into the cave. For Sauron will have dominion of all life on this Earth, even unto the ending of the world. The time of the Elves is over. We then see Elrond in his library, looking at the painting of Isildur facing down Sauron with the broken blade of Narsil. Do we leave Middle-earth to its fate? Do we let them stand alone? Faramir is conferring with his man.

They unroll a map. Faramir, Orcs are on the move. Sauron is marshalling an army. Easterlings and Southrons are passing through the Black Gate. More come every day. Sauron from Mordor. The fight will come to men on both fronts.

Gondor is weak. Sauron will strike us soon. And he will strike hard. He knows now we do not have the strength to repel him. Sam and Frodo find themselves in a cave behind a waterfall, with Damrod sitting behind them on a rock constantly watching them.

Faramir comes up to them and sits. SAM Spies?! Now wait just a minute! Frodo Baggins is my name and this is Samwise Gamgee. SAM His gardener. That gangrel creature. He had an ill-favoured look. Two were my kin. A Dwarf there was also, and an Elf. And two men, Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Boromir of Gondor.

Suddenly someone comes up to him. Frodo awakens as Faramir stands before him. They come to the edge of the waterfall, overlooking the Forbidden Pool. Gollum emerges from the pool onto a rock.

He holds a fish in his hand and starts singing, slapping the fish on the rock as he goes. I only wish [Whacks the fish on the rock] to catch a fish [whacks], so juicy sweet! At the last moment, Frodo calls out. And I to him. He is our guide. Please, let me go down to him. Frodo descends to the Forbidden Pool and approaches Gollum who is gorging on the raw fish. Trust master. Follow me, come on. Come on.

Suddenly he looks up in alarm and is caught by Rangers. Frodo stares after them with a stricken expression as Faramir leads Gollum and his men away. Back in the cave, Gollum is thrown down to the ground. Crying, he crawls into a corner and curls up into ball. Answer me! Master trickst us. I told you he was tricksy. I told you he was false. Leave us alone! You go. Go, now! You can do it.

Use the Ring, Mr. Just this once. Put it on. You were right, Sam. Here in the wild I have you. Two halflings and a host of men at my call. The Ring of power within my grasp.

The Ring whispers and Frodo falls into a trance. Suddenly, he grabs the Ring in his hand and jerks himself away. Leave him alone! Into Mordor. To the mountain of fire. Just then Damrod enters. They call for reinforcements. SAM Please. Will you not help him?

The Ring will go to Gondor. On the way, he sees an enormous Uruk-hai army marching with great speed. Where is he? Get out of the way. As Aragorn makes his way in, he runs into Legolas who stands waiting. Aragorn looks at the Evenstar and claps Legolas on the shoulder. Thank you. They will be here by nightfall. No army has ever breached the Deeping Wall or set foot inside the Hornburg. These are Uruk-hai.

Their armor is thick and their shields broad. I know how to defend my own keep. Crops can be resown; homes rebuilt. Within these walls, we will outlast them. They come to destroy its people. Down to the last child. Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end as to be worthy of remembrance. You must call for aid. We are not so lucky in our friends as you. The old alliances are dead. Where was Gondor when the Westfold fell?

Where was Gondor when our enemies closed in around us? War is upon us! He comes to a clearing and stops. But now something is about to happen that has not happened for an age Ent Moot.

They see many more Ents like Treebeard gathering. Good, good, good. Many have come. Now we must decide if the Ents will go to war. Move to the caves! The women and children say their tearful and reluctant farewells as their fathers, husbands and sons are led away by soldiers. In the armoury, weapons are being distributed. Aragorn picks up a battered sword, looks at it and tosses it back. These are no soldiers. Look at them. I can see it in their eyes. Legolas speaks to Aragorn. And they should be Three hundred against ten thousand!

They have more hope of defending themselves here than at Edoras. Natha daged aen! Aragorn, we are warriors. They cannot win this fight. So it was that Legolas and Gimli found him. They came from the western slopes of the hill, silently, creeping through the trees as if they were hunting.

Gimli had his axe in hand, and Legolas his long knife: all his arrows were spent. When they came into the glade they halted in amazement; and then they stood a moment with heads bowed in grief, for it seemed to them plain what had happened.

We came when we heard the horn — but too late, it seems. I fear you have taken deadly hurt. He fell defending the hobbits, while I was away upon the hill. Where is Frodo? I sent him to follow Merry and Pippin; but I did not ask him if Frodo or Sam were with him: not until it was too late. All that I have done today has gone amiss.

What is to be done now? We must follow the Orcs, if there is hope that any of our Company are living prisoners. An evil choice is now before us! A cairn we might build. The River of Gondor will take care at least that no evil creature dishonours his bones.

Doubtless the Orcs despoiled them, but feared to keep the knives, know- ing them for what they are: work of Westernesse, wound about with spells for the bane of Mordor. Well, now, if they still live, our friends are weaponless.

I will take these things, hoping against hope, to give them back. He looked at them closely. And here are others strange to me.

Their gear is not after the manner of Orcs at all! They were armed with short broad-bladed swords, not with the curved scimi- tars usual with Orcs; and they had bows of yew, in length and shape like the bows of Men. It is as Gandalf feared: by some means the traitor Saruman has had news of our journey. Orcs travel fast. But Saruman has many ways of learning news. Do you remember the birds? Taking his axe the Dwarf now cut several branches. These they lashed together with bowstrings, and spread their cloaks upon the frame.

Upon this rough bier they carried the body of their companion to the shore, together with such trophies of his last battle as they chose to send forth with him. It was only a short way, yet they found it no easy task, for Boromir was a man both tall and strong.

At the water-side Aragorn remained, watching the bier, while Legolas and Gimli hastened back on foot to Parth Galen. It was a mile or more, and it was some time before they came back, paddling two boats swiftly along the shore. Now they laid Boromir in the middle of the boat that was to bear himaway.

The grey hood and elven-cloak they folded and placed beneath his head. They combed his long dark hair and arrayed it upon his shoulders.

His helm they set beside him, and across his lap they laid the cloven horn and the hilt and shards of his sword; beneath his feet they put the swords of his enemies. Then fastening the prow to the stern of the other boat, they drew him out into the water. They rowed sadly along the shore, and turning into the swift-running channel they passed the green sward of Parth Galen.

The steep sides of Tol Brandir were glowing: it was now mid- afternoon. As they went south the fume of Rauros rose and shimmered before them, a haze of gold. The rush and thunder of the falls shook the windless air. The stream took him while they held their own boat back with their paddles.

Rauros roared on unchanging. The River had taken Boromir son of Denethor, and he was not seen again in Minas Tirith, standing as he used to stand upon the White Tower in the morning. But in Gondor in after-days it long was said that the elven-boat rode the falls and the foaming pool, and bore himdown through Osgiliath, and past the many mouths of Anduin, out into the Great Sea at night under the stars.

For a while the three companions remained silent, gazing after him. Then Aragorn spoke.Suddenly, the rock underneath him gives way and he falls. Go now His wrists, legs, and ankles were tied with cords. Why had they dashed off like that, taking no notice of old Strider? Only children to your eyes, unshod but clad in grey.

The standard hardcover edition of the second volume of The Lord of the Rings includes a large format fold-out map. Choose swiftly! Pull them back! Aragorn , Gimli the Dwarf and Legolas the Elf , tracking Merry and Pippin, come across the riders of rohan who tell them that they attacked the orcs and left no survivors.