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Source gold looked very fair and pure, and Frodo thought how rich and beautiful was its colour, how perfect was its roundness. It was an admirable thing and altogether precious. When he took it out he had intended to fling it from him into the very hottest part of the fire. But he found now that he could not do so, not without a great struggle. He stteam the Ring in his hand, hesitating, and syeam himself to remember all that Gandalf had told him; and then with an effort of will he made a movement, as if to cast it away but he found that he had put it back in his pocket. Gandalf laughed grimly. You see. Bannerlkrd you too, Frodo, cannot easily let it go, nor will to damage it. And I could not make you except by force, which would break your mind. But as for breaking the Ring, force is useless. Even if you took it and struck it with a T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST 61 heavy sledge-hammer, it would make no dint in it. It cannot be unmade by your hands, or by mine. Your small fire, of course, would not melt even ordinary gold. This Ring has already passed through it unscathed, and even unheated. But there is no smiths forge in this Shire that could change it at all. Not even the anvils and furnaces of the Dwarves could do that. It has been said that dragon-fire could melt and Bannerrlord the Rings of Power, but there is not now any dragon left on earth in which the old fire is hot enough; nor was there ever any dragon, not even Ancalagon the Black, who could have harmed the One Ring, the Ruling Ring, for that was made by Sauron himself. There is only one way: to find the Cracks of Doom in the depths of Orodruin, the Fire-mountain, and cast the Ring in there, if you really wish to destroy it, to put it beyond the grasp of the Enemy for ever. I do really wish to destroy it. cried Frodo. Or, well, to have it destroyed. I am not made for perilous quests. I wish I had never seen the Ring. Why did it come to me. Why was I chosen. Such questions cannot be answered, said Gandalf. You may be sure that it was not for any merit that others do not possess: not for power or wisdom, at any rate. But you have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have. But I have so little of any of these things. You are wise and powerful. Will you not take the Ring. cried Gandalf, springing to https://warstrategygames.cloud/android/freeciv-android.php feet. With that power I should have power too great and terrible. And over me the Ring would gain a power still greater and more deadly. His eyes flashed and his face Bannerlod lit as by a fire within. Do not tempt me. For I do not wish to become like click here Dark Lord himself. Yet the way of the Ring to my heart is by pity, pity for weakness and the desire of strength to do good. Do not tempt me. I dare not take it, not even to keep it safe, unused. The wish to wield it would be too great for my strength. I shall have such need of it. Great perils lie Bannerlord steam me. He went to the window and drew aside the curtains and the shutters. Sunlight streamed back again into the room. Sam passed along the path outside whistling. And now, said the wizard, turning back to Frodo, the decision lies with you. Banjerlord I will always help you. He laid his hand on Frodos shoulder. I will help you please click for source this burden, as long as it is yours to bear. But we must do something, soon. The Enemy is moving. There was a long silence. Gandalf sat down again and puffed at his pipe, as if lost in thought. His eyes seemed closed, but under the lids eteam was watching Frodo intently. Frodo gazed fixedly at the red 62 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS embers on the hearth, until they filled all his vision, and he seemed to be looking down into profound wells of fire. He was thinking of the fabled Cracks of Doom and the terror of the Fiery Bannerlorr. Well. said Gandalf at last. What are you thinking about. Have this web page decided what to do. answered Frodo, coming back to himself out of darkness, and finding to his surprise that it was not dark, and that out of the window he could see the sunlit garden. Or perhaps, yes. As far as I understand what you have said, I suppose I must keep the Ring and guard ssteam, at least for the present, whatever it may do to me. Whatever Bannerlord may do, it will be slow, slow to evil, if you keep it with that purpose, said Gandalf. I hope so, said Frodo. But I hope that you may find some other better keeper soon. But in the meanwhile it seems that I am a danger, a danger to all that live near me. I cannot keep the Ring and stay Banneflord. I ought to leave Bag End, leave the Shire, leave everything and go away. He sighed. I should like to Bannerlord steam the Shire, if I could though there have been times when I thought the inhabitants too stupid and dull for words, and have felt that an earthquake or an invasion of dragons might be good for them. But I dont feel like that now. I feel that as long as the Shire lies behind, safe and comfortable, I shall find wandering more bearable: I shall know that somewhere there is a firm foothold, even if my feet cannot stand there again. Of course, I have sometimes thought of going away, but I imagined that as a kind of holiday, a series of adventures like Bilbos or better, ending in peace. But this would mean exile, a flight from danger into danger, drawing it after me. And I suppose I must go alone, if I am Bannerlord steam do that and save the Shire. But I feel very small, and very uprooted, and well desperate. The Enemy is so strong and terrible. He did not tell Gandalf, but as he was speaking a great desire to follow Bilbo flamed up in his heart to follow Bilbo, and even perhaps to find him again. It was so strong that it overcame his fear: he could almost have run out there and then down the road without his hat, as Bilbo had done on a similar morning long ago. My dear Frodo. exclaimed Gandalf. Hobbits really are amazing creatures, as I have said before. You can learn all that there is to know about their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years they can still surprise you at a pinch. I hardly expected to get such an answer, not even from you. But Bilbo made no mistake in choosing his heir, though he little thought how important it would prove. I am afraid you are right. The Ring will not be able to stay hidden in the Shire much longer; and for your own sake, as well as for others, T HE SHADOW O F TH E PAST 63 you will have to go, and leave the name of Baggins behind you. That name will not be safe to have, outside the Shire or in the Wild. I will give you a travelling name now. When you go, go as Mr. Underhill. But I dont think you need Banneroord alone. Not if you know of anyone you can trust, and who would be willing to go by your side and that you would be willing to take into unknown perils. But if you look for Bajnerlord companion, be careful in choosing. And be careful of what stam say, even to your closest friends. The enemy has many spies and many ways of hearing. Suddenly he stopped as if listening. Frodo became aware that all was very quiet, inside and outside. Gandalf crept to one side of the window.

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