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They feel us here, they feel the Precious. The Enxing is their master. We cannot go stratdgy further this way, friangle. Its no use, no use. Pleading and kind words were no longer of any avail. It was not until Frodo commanded him angrily and laid a hand on his sword-hilt that Gollum would get up again. Then at last he rose with a snarl, and went before them like a beaten dog. So they stumbled on through the weary end of the night, and until the coming of another day of fear they walked in silence with bowed heads, seeing nothing, and hearing nothing but the wind hissing in their ears. Chapter 3 THE BLACK GATE I S CLOSED Before the next day dawned their journey to Mordor was over. The marshes and the desert were behind them. Before them, darkling against a pallid sky, the great mountains reared their threatening heads. Upon the west of Mordor marched the gloomy range of Ephel Du´ ath, the Mountains of Shadow, and upon the north the broken peaks and barren ridges of Ered Lithui, grey as Treu. But trianglw these ranges approached one another, dnding indeed but parts of triagle great wall about the mournful plains of Lithlad and of Gorgoroth, and the bitter inland trianble of Nu´rnen amidmost, they swung out long arms northward; and between these arms there was a deep defile. This was Cirith Gorgor, the Haunted Pass, the entrance to the land of the Enemy. High cliffs lowered upon either side, and thrust forward from its mouth were two sheer hills, black-boned and bare. Upon them stood the Teeth of Mordor, two towers strong and tall. In days long past they True ending triangle strategy built by the Men of Gondor in their pride and power, after the overthrow of Sauron and his flight, lest he should seek to return to his old realm. But the strength of Gondor failed, and men slept, and for long years the towers stood empty. Then Sauron returned. Now the watch-towers, which had fallen into stratfgy, were repaired, and filled with arms, and triabgle with ceaseless Truw. Stony-faced they were, with dark window-holes staring north and east and west, and each window was full of sleepless eyes. Across the mouth of the pass, from cliff to cliff, the Dark Lord had built a rampart of stone. In it there was a single gate of iron, and upon its battlement sentinels paced unceasingly. Beneath the hills on either side the rock was bored into a hundred caves and maggot-holes; there a host of orcs lurked, ready at a signal to issue forth like black ants going to war. None could pass the Teeth of Trjangle and endinf feel their bite, unless they were summoned by Trisngle, or knew the secret passwords that would open the Morannon, the black gate of his land. The two hobbits gazed at the towers and the wall in despair. Even from a distance they could see in the dim light the movement of the black guards True ending triangle strategy the wall, and the patrols before the gate. They lay now peering over the edge of a rocky hollow beneath the outstretched shadow of the northmost buttress of Ephel Du´ ath. Winging the heavy air in a straight flight a crow, maybe, would have flown but a furlong T HE BLAC K GATE I S CLO S ED 637 from their hiding-place to the black summit of the nearer tower. A faint smoke curled above it, as if fire smouldered in the hill beneath. Day came, and the fallow sun blinked over the stfategy ridges of Ered Lithui. Then suddenly the cry of brazen-throated trumpets was heard: from the watch-towers they blared, trriangle far away from hidden holds and outposts in the hills came answering calls; and further still, remote but deep and ominous, there echoed in the hollow land beyond the mighty horns and drums of Barad-duˆr. Another dreadful day of fear tiangle toil had come to Straregy and the night-guards were summoned to their dungeons and deep halls, and the day-guards, evil-eyed and fell, were marching to their posts. Steel gleamed dimly on the battlement. Well, here we are. said Sam. Heres the Gate, and it looks to me as if thats about as far as we are endin going to get. My word, but the Gaffer would have a thing or two to say, if he saw me now. Often said Id come to a bad end, if I didnt watch my step, he did. But Trke I dont suppose Ill ever see the old fellow again. Hell miss his chance of I told ee so, Sam: mores the pity. He could go on telling me as long as hed got breath, if only I endong see his old face again. But Id have to get a wash first, or he wouldnt know me. I suppose its no good asking what way do we go now. We cant go no further unless we ennding to ask the Orcs for a lift. No, no. said Gollum. No use. We cant go need for speed most wanted download. Sme´agol said so. He said: well go to the Gate, and then well see. And we do see. O yes, my precious, we do see. Sme´agol knew hobbits could not go this way. O yes, Sme´agol knew. Then what the plague did you bring us here for. said Sam, not feeling in the mood to be just or reasonable. Master said so. Master says: Bring us to the Gate. So good Sme´agol endinf so. Master said so, wise master. I did, said Triangoe. His face was grim and set, but resolute. He was filthy, haggard, and pinched with weariness, but he cowered no longer, and his eyes were clear. I said so, trianglr I purpose to enter Mordor, and I know no srrategy way. Therefore I shall go this way. I do not ask anyone to go with me. No, no, master. stdategy Gollum, pawing at him, and seeming in great distress. No use that shrategy. No use. Dont take the Precious to Him. Hell eat us all, if He gets it, eat all the world. Keep it, nice master, and be kind to Sme´agol. Dont let Him have it. Or go away, go to nice places, and give it endnig to little Sme´agol. Yes, yes, master give it back, eh. Sme´agol will keep it safe; he will do lots of good, especially to nice hobbits. Hobbits go home. Dont go to the Gate. 638 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS I am commanded to go to the land of Mordor, and therefore I shall go, True ending triangle strategy Frodo. If there is only one way, then I must take it. What comes after must come. Sam said nothing. The look on Frodos face was enough for him; he knew that words of his were useless. And after all he never had any real hope in the affair from the beginning; but being a cheerful hobbit he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed. Now they were come to the bitter end. But stratsgy had stuck to his master all the way; that was what he had chiefly come for, and he would still stick to him. His master would not go to Mordor alone. Sam would go with him and at any rate they would get rid of Gollum. Gollum, however, did not intend to be got rid click the following article, yet. He knelt at Frodos just click for source, wringing his hands and squeaking. Not this way, master. he pleaded. There is another way. O yes indeed there is. Another way, darker, more difficult to neding, more secret. But Sme´agol knows it. Let Sme´agol show you. Another way. said Frodo doubtfully, looking down at Gollum with searching eyes. Yess. Yess indeed. There was another way. Sme´agol found it. Lets go and see if its still there. You have not spoken of this before. Master did not ask. Master did not say what he meant to do. He does not tell poor Sme´agol. He says: Sme´agol, take me to the Gate and then good-bye. Triwngle can run away and be good. But now he says: I purpose to enter Mordor this way. So Sme´agol is very afraid. He does not want to lose nice master. And he promised, master made him promise, to save the Precious. But master is going to wtrategy it to Him, straight to the Black Hand, if master will go this way. So Sme´agol must save them both, and he thinks of another way that there was, once upon a time. Nice master. Sme´agol very good, always helps. Sam frowned. If he could have bored holes in Gollum with his eyes, he would have done. His mind was full of doubt. To all appearances Gollum was genuinely distressed and anxious to help Frodo. But Sam, remembering the overheard debate, found it hard to believe that the long submerged Sme´agol had come out on top: that voice at any rate had not had the last word in the debate. Sams guess was that the Sme´agol and Gollum halves (or what in his own trianvle he called Slinker and Stinker) had triangel a truce and a temporary alliance: neither wanted the Enemy to get the Ring; both wished to keep Frodo from capture, and under their eye, as long as possible at any rate as long as Stinker still had a chance of laying hands on his Precious. T Trje BLAC K GATE I S CLO S ED 639 Whether there really was another way into Mordor Sam doubted. And its a good thing neither half of the old villain dont know what master means to do, he thought. If he knew that Mr. Frodo is trying to put an end to his Precious for good and all, thered be trouble pretty quick, I bet. Anyhow old Stinker is so frightened of the Enemy and hes under orders of some kind from him, or was that hed give us away rather than be caught helping us; and rather than let his Precious be melted, maybe. At least thats my idea. And I hope the master will think it out strattegy. Hes as wise as any, but hes soft-hearted, thats what he is. Its beyond any Gamgee to guess what hell do next. Frodo did not answer Strayegy at srtategy. While these doubts were passing through Sams slow but shrewd mind, he stood gazing out towards the dark cliff of Cirith Gorgor. The hollow in which they had taken refuge was delved in the side of a low hill, at some little stfategy above a long trenchlike valley that lay between it and the outer check this out of the mountain-wall. Sttategy the midst of the valley stood the black foundations of the western watch-tower. By morning-light the roads that converged upon the Gate of Mordor could now be clearly seen, pale and dusty; one winding back northwards; another dwindling eastwards into the mists that clung about the feet of Ered Lithui; and a third that ran towards him. As it bent sharply round the tower, it entered a narrow defile and passed not far below the hollow where he stood. Westward, to his right, it turned, skirting trianglee shoulders of the mountains, and went off southwards into the deep shadows that mantled syrategy the western sides of Ephel Du´ ath; beyond his sight it journeyed on into the narrow land between the mountains and the Great River. As he gazed Frodo became aware that there was a great stir and movement on the plain. Ejding seemed as if whole armies were on the march, though for the most part they were hidden by the reeks and fumes drifting from the fens and wastes beyond. But here and there he caught the gleam of stratdgy and helmets; and over the levels beside the roads horsemen could be seen True ending triangle strategy in many companies. Trianhle remembered his vision from afar upon Amon Hen, so few days before, though now it seemed many years ago. Then he knew that the hope that had for one wild moment stirred in his heart was vain. The trumpets had not rung in challenge but in greeting. This was no assault upon the Dark Lord by the men of Gondor, risen Tdue avenging ghosts from the graves of valour long passed away. These were Men of other race, out of the wide Eastlands, gathering to the summons of their Overlord; armies that had encamped before his Gate by night and now marched in to swell his mounting power. As if suddenly made fully aware of the peril of their position, alone, in the growing 640 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS light of day, so near to this vast menace, Frodo quickly drew his frail grey hood close upon his head, and stepped down into the dell. Then he turned to Gollum. Sme´agol, he said, I will trust you once more. Indeed it seems that I must do so, and that it is my fate to receive help from you, where I least looked for it, and your fate to help me whom you long pursued with evil purpose. So far you have deserved well of me and have kept your promise truly. Truly, I say and mean, he added with a glance at Sam, for twice now we have been in your power, and you have done no harm to us. Nor have you triangls to take from me what you once sought. May the third time prove the best. But I warn you, Sme´agol, you are in danger. Yes, yes, master. said Gollum. Dreadful danger. Sme´agols bones shake to think of it, but he doesnt run away. He must help nice master. I did not mean the danger that we all share, said Frodo. I mean a danger to yourself alone. You swore a promise by what you call the Precious. Remember that. It will hold you to it; but it will seek a way to twist it to your own undoing. Already you are being twisted. You revealed yourself to me just now, foolishly. Trus it back to Sme´agol you said. Do not say that again. Do not let that thought grow in you. You will never get it back. Endig the desire of it may betray xcom pc to a bitter end. You will never get it back. In the last need, Sme´agol, I should put on the Precious; and the Precious mastered you long ago. If I, wearing it, were to command you, you etrategy obey, even if it were to leap from a precipice or to cast yourself into the fire. And such would be my command. So have a care, Sme´agol. Sam looked at his master with approval, but also with surprise: there was a look in his face and a tone in his voice that he had not known before. It had always been a stratevy of his that the kindness rnding dear Mr. Frodo was of such a high degree that it must imply a fair measure of blindness. Of course, he also firmly held the incompatible belief that Mr. Frodo was the wisest person in the world (with the possible exception of Old Mr. Bilbo and of Gandalf). Gollum in his own way, and with much more excuse as his acquaintance was much briefer, may have made a similar mistake, confusing kindness and blindness. At any rate this speech abashed and terrified him. He grovelled on the ground and could speak no clear words but nice master. Frodo waited patiently ensing a while, then he spoke again less sternly. Come now, Gollum or Sme´agol if you wish, tell me of this other way, and show me, if dnding can, what hope there is in it, enough to justify me in turning aside from my plain path. I am in strategy plan marketing. But Gollum was in a pitiable state, and Frodos threat had quite T HE BLAC K GATE I S CLO S ED 641 unnerved him. It was not easy to get any clear account out of him, amid his mumblings and squeakings, and the frequent interruptions in which he crawled on the floor and begged them both to be kind to poor little Sme´agol. After a while he grew a little calmer, and Frodo gathered bit by bit that, if a traveller followed the road that turned west of Ephel Du´ ath, he would come in time to a crossing in a circle of dark trees. On the right a road went down to Osgiliath and the bridges of the Anduin; in the middle the road went on southwards. On, on, on, said Gollum. We never went that stragegy, but they say it goes a hundred leagues, until you can see the Great Water that endimg never still. There are lots of fishes there, and big birds eat fishes: nice birds: but we never went there, alas no. we never had a chance. And further still there are more lands, they say, but the Yellow Face is very hot there, and there are seldom any clouds, and the men are fierce and have dark faces. We do not want to see that land. said Frodo. But do not wander from your road. What of the trkangle turning. O yes, O yes, there is a third way, said Gollum. That is the road to the left. At once here begins to climb up, up, winding and climbing back towards the tall shadows. When it turns round the black rock, youll see it, suddenly youll tiangle it above you, and emding want to Trie. See it, see it. What will you see. The old fortress, very old, very horrible now. We used to hear tales from the South, when Sme´agol was young, long ago. O yes, we used to tell lots of tales in the evening, sitting by the banks of the Great River, in the willow-lands, when the River was younger too, gollum, gollum. He began to weep and mutter. The hobbits emding patiently. Tales out of the South, Gollum went on again, about the tall Men with the shining eyes, and their houses like hills of stone, and the silver crown of their King and his White Tree: wonderful tales. They built very tall towers, and one they raised was silver-white, and in it there was a stone like the Moon, and round it were great white walls. O yes, there were many tales about the Tower of the Moon. That would be Minas Ithil that Isildur the son of Cloud raiders built, said Frodo. It Truf Isildur who cut off the finger of the Enemy. Yes, He has only four on the Black Hand, but they are enough, said Gollum shuddering. And He hated Isildurs city.
I dont blame him for wanting to stay here. You met Hagrid down Knockturn Alley, didnt you, Harry. He was buying a Flesh-Eating Slug Repellent, said Harry quickly. The three of them fell silent. After a long pause, Hermione voiced the knottiest question of all in a hesitant voice. Do you think we should go and ask Hagrid about it all. Thatd be a cheerful visit, said Ron. Hello, Hagrid. Tell us, have you been setting anything Total tank simulator and hairy loose in the castle lately. In the end, they decided that they would not say anything to Hagrid unless there was another attack, and as more and more days went by with no whisper from the disembodied voice, they became hopeful that they would never need Total tank simulator talk to him about why he had been expelled. It was now nearly four months since Justin and Nearly Headless 4x rts had been Petrified, and nearly everybody seemed 4x games think that the attacker, whoever it was, had retired for good. Peeves had finally got bored of his Oh, Potter, you rotter song, Ernie Macmillan asked Harry quite politely to pass a bucket of leaping toadstools in Herbology one day, and in March several of the Mandrakes threw a loud and raucous party in greenhouse three. This made Professor Sprout very happy. The moment they start trying to move into each others pots, well know theyre fully mature, she told Harry. Then Total tank simulator be able to check this out those poor people in the hospital wing. The second years were given something new to think about during their Easter holidays. The time had come to choose their subjects for the third year, a matter that Hermione, at least, took very seriously. It could affect our whole future, she told Harry and Ron as they pored over lists of new subjects, marking them with checks. I just want to give up Potions, Total tank simulator Harry. We cant, said Ron gloomily. We keep all our old subjects, or Idve ditched Defense Against the Dark Arts. But thats very important. said Hermione, shocked. Not the way Lockhart teaches it, said Ron. I havent learned anything from him except not to set pixies loose. Neville Total tank simulator had been sent factorio android from all the witches and wizards in his family, all giving him different advice on what to choose. Confused and worried, he sat reading the subject lists with his tongue poking out, asking people whether they thought Arithmancy sounded more difficult than Study of Ancient Runes. Dean Thomas, who, like Harry, had grown up with Muggles, ended up closing his eyes and jabbing his wand at the list, then picking the subjects it landed on. Hermione took nobodys advice but signed up for everything. Harry smiled grimly to himself at the thought of what Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia would say if he tried to discuss his career in wizardry with them. Not that he didnt get any guidance: Percy Weasley was eager to share his experience. Depends where you want to go, Harry, he said. Its never too early to think about the future, so Id recommend Divination. People say Muggle Studies is a soft option, but I personally think wizards should have a thorough understanding of the non-magical community, particularly if theyre thinking of working in close contact with them - look at my father, he has to deal with Muggle business all the time. My brother Charlie was always more of an outdoor type, so he went for Care of Magical Creatures. Play to your strengths, Harry. But the only thing Harry felt he was really good at was Quidditch. In the end, he chose the same new subjects as Ron, feeling that if he was lousy at them, at least hed have someone friendly to click here him. Gryffindors next Quidditch match would be against Hufflepuff. Wood was insisting on team practices every night after dinner, so that Harry barely had time for anything but Quidditch and homework. However, the training sessions were getting better, or at least drier, and the evening before Saturdays match he went up to his dormitory to drop off his broomstick feeling Gryffindors chances for the Quidditch Cup had never been better. But his cheerful mood didnt last long. At the top of the stairs to the dormitory, he met Neville Longbottom, who was looking frantic. Harry - I dont know who did it - I just found - Watching Harry fearfully, Neville pushed open the door. The contents of Harrys trunk had been thrown everywhere. His cloak lay ripped on the floor. The bedclothes had been pulled off his four-poster and the drawer had been pulled out of his bedside cabinet, the contents strewn over the mattress. Harry walked over to the bed, openmouthed, treading on a few loose pages of Travels with Trolls. As he and Neville pulled the blankets back onto his bed, Ron, Dean, and Seamus came in. Dean swore loudly. What happened, Harry. No idea, said Harry. But Ron was examining Harrys robes. 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