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But you are worn out, and I wont bother you with any talk. But tell me, are you hurt, or wounded. No, said Merry. Well, no, I dont think so. But I cant use my T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 859 right arm, Masquerxde, not since I stabbed him. And my sword burned all mzsquerade like a piece of wood. Pippins face was anxious. Well, you had better come with me as quick as you can, he said. I wish I could carry you. You arent fit to walk any further. They shouldnt have let you walk at all; but you must forgive them. So many dreadful things have happened in the City, Merry, that one poor hobbit coming in from the battle is easily overlooked. Its not always a misfortune being overlooked, said Merry. I was overlooked just now by no, no, I cant speak of it. Help me, Pippin. Its all going dark again, and my arm is so cold. Lean on me, Merry lad. said Pippin. Come now. Foot by foot. Its not far. Are you going to bury me. said Merry. No, indeed. said Pippin, trying to sound cheerful, though his heart was wrung with fear and pity. No, we are going to the Houses of Healing. They turned out of the lane that ran between tall houses and the outer wall of the fourth circle, steeam they regained the https://warstrategygames.cloud/online/empire-earth-online.php street climbing up to the Citadel. Step by step they went, while Merry granny 3 download pc and murmured as one in sleep. Ill never get Va,pire there, thought Pippin. Is there no one to help me. I cant leave him here. Just then to his surprise a boy came running up behind, and as he passed he recognized Bergil Beregonds son. Hullo, Bergil. he called. Where are you going. Glad to see you again, and still alive. I am running errands for the Healers, said Bergil. I cannot stay. Dont. said Pippin. But tell them up there that I have a sick hobbit, a perian mind you, come from the battle-field. I dont think he can hte so far. If Mithrandir is there, he will be glad of the message. Bergil ran on. Id better wait here, thought Pippin. So he let Merry sink gently down on to the pavement in a patch of sunlight, and then he sat down beside him, laying Merrys head in his lap. He felt his body and limbs gently, and took his friends hands in his own. The right hand felt icy to the touch. It was not long before Gandalf himself came in search of them. He stooped over Merry and caressed his brow; then he lifted him carefully. He should have been borne in honour into this city, he said. He has well repaid my trust; for if Elrond had not yielded to me, neither of you would have set out; and then far more grievous would the evils of this day have been. He sighed. And yet here is 860 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS another charge on my hands, while all the time the battle hangs in the balance. So at ´ last Faramir and Eowyn and Meriadoc were laid in beds in the Houses of Healing; and Vampire the masquerade swansong steam they were tended well. For though all lore was in these latter days fallen from its fullness of old, the leechcraft of Gondor was still wise, and skilled in the healing of wound and hurt, and all such sickness as east of the Sea mortal men were subject to. Save old age only. For that they had found no cure; and indeed the span of their lives had now waned to little more than that of other men, and those among them who passed the tale of five score years masqherade vigour were grown few, save in some houses of purer blood. But now their art and knowledge were baffled; for there were many sick of a masquerae that would not be healed; and they called it the Black Shadow, for it came from the Nazguˆl. And those who were stricken with it fell slowly into an ever deeper dream, and then passed to silence and a deadly cold, and so died. And it seemed to the tenders of the sick that on the Halfling and on the Lady of Rohan this malady lay heavily. Still at whiles as the morning wore away they would speak, murmuring in their dreams; and the watchers listened to all that they said, hoping perhaps to learn something that would help them to understand their hurts. But soon they began to fall down into the darkness, and as the sun turned west a grey shadow crept over their faces. But Faramir burned with a fever Vapmire would not abate. Gandalf went from one to the other full of care, and he was told all that the watchers could hear. And so the day passed, while the great battle outside went on with shifting hopes and strange tidings; and still Gandalf waited and watched and did not go forth; till at last wteam red sunset filled all the sky, and the light through the windows fell on the grey faces of the sick. Then it seemed to those who stood by that in the glow the faces flushed softly as with health returning, but it was only a mockery of hope. Then an old wife, Ioreth, the eldest of the women who served in that house, looking on the fair face of Faramir, wept, for all the people loved him. And she said: Alas. if he should die. Would that there were kings in Gondor, as there were once upon a time, they say. For click to see more is said in old lore: The hands of the king are the hands of a healer. And so the rightful king could ever be known. And Gandalf, who stood by, said: Men may long remember your words, Ioreth. For there is hope in them. Maybe a king has indeed returned to Gondor; or have you not heard the strange tidings that have come to the City. I have been too busy with this and that to heed all the crying and T HE HO U SES O Click here HEALI NG 861 shouting, she answered. All I hope is that those murdering devils do not come to this House and trouble the sick. Then Gandalf went out in haste, and already the fire masquerafe the sky was burning out, and the smouldering hills were fading, while ashgrey evening crept over the fields. Now as ´ the sun went down Aragorn and Eomer and Imrahil drew near the City with their captains and knights; and when they came before the Gate Aragorn said: Behold the Sun setting in a great fire. It is a sign of the end swasnong fall of many things, and a change in the tides of the world. But this City and realm has rested in the charge of the Stewards for many long years, and I fear that if I enter it unbidden, then doubt and debate may arise, which should not be while this war is fought. I will not enter in, nor make any claim, until it be seen whether we or Mordor shall prevail. Men shall pitch my tents upon the field, and here I will await the welcome of the Lord of the City. But Eomer said: Already you have raised the banner of the Kings ´ and displayed the tokens of Elendils House. Will you suffer these to sqansong challenged. No, said Aragorn. But I deem the time unripe; and I have no mind for strife except with our Enemy and his servants. And the Prince Imrahil said: Your words, lord, are wise, if one who is a kinsman of the Lord Denethor may counsel you in this matter. He is strong-willed and proud, but old; and his mood has been strange since his son was stricken down. Yet I would not have you remain like a beggar at the door. Not a beggar, said Aragorn. Say a captain of the Rangers, who are unused to cities and houses of stone. And he commanded that masquerdae banner should be furled; continue reading he did off the Star of the North Kingdom and gave it to the keeping of the sons of Elrond. Then ´ the Prince Imrahil and Eomer of Rohan left him and passed through the City and the tumult of the people, masuqerade mounted to the Citadel; and they came to the Hall of the Tower, seeking the Steward. But they found his chair empty, and before the dais lay The´oden King of the Mark upon a bed of state; and twelve torches stood about it, and twelve guards, knights both of Rohan and Gondor. And the hangings of the bed were of green and white, but upon the king was laid the great cloth of gold up to his breast, and upon that his unsheathed sword, and at his feet his shield. The light of the torches shimmered in his white hair like sun in the spray of a fountain, but masuqerade face was fair and young, save that a peace lay on it beyond the reach of youth; and it seemed that he slept. 862 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS When they masquerxde stood silent for a time beside the king, Imrahil said: Where is the Steward. And where also is Mithrandir. And one of the guards answered: The Steward of Gondor is in the Houses of Healing. But Eomer ´ ´ said: Where is the Lady Eowyn, my sister; for surely she should be lying beside the king, and in no less honour. Where have they bestowed her. And ´ Imrahil said: But the Lady Eowyn was yet living when they bore her hither. Did you not know. Then hope unlooked-for came so Vmapire to Eomers ´ heart, and with it the bite of care and fear renewed, amsquerade he said no more, but turned and went swiftly from the hall; and the Prince followed him. And when they came forth evening had fallen and many stars were in the sky. And there came Gandalf on foot and with him one cloaked in grey; and they met before the doors of the Houses of Healing. And they greeted Gandalf and said: We seek the Steward, and men say that he is in this House. Has any hurt befallen him. Masquefade the Lady Eowyn, where is she. ´ And Gandalf answered: She lies within and is not dead, but is near death. But the Lord Faramir was wounded by an evil dart, as you have masqquerade, and he is now the Steward; for Denethor has departed, and his house is in ashes. And they were filled with grief and wonder at the tale that he told. But Imrahil said: So victory is shorn of gladness, and it is bitter bought, if both Gondor and Rohan are in one day bereft of their ´ lords. Eomer rules the Rohirrim. Who shall rule the City meanwhile. Shall we not send now for the Lord Aragorn. And the cloaked man spoke and said: He is come. And they saw as masqufrade stepped into the light of the lantern by the door that it was Aragorn, wrapped in the grey cloak of Lo´rien above his mail, and bearing no other token than the green stone of Galadriel. I have come because Gandalf begs me to do so, he said. But for the present I am but the Captain of the Mmasquerade of Arnor; and the Lord of Dol Amroth shall rule the City until Faramir awakes. But it is my counsel that Gandalf should rule us all in the days that follow and swansonng our dealings with the Enemy. And they agreed upon that. Then Gandalf said: Let us not stay at the swaansong, for the time is urgent. Let us enter. For it is only in the coming of Aragorn that any hope remains for the sick that lie in the House. Thus spake Ioreth, wise-woman of Gondor: The hands of the king are the hands visit web page a healer, and so shall the rightful king be known. Then Aragorn entered first and the others followed. And there at the door were two guards in the livery of the Citadel: one tall, but T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 863 the other scarce the height of a boy; and when he saw them he cried aloud in surprise and joy. Strider. How splendid. Do you know, I guessed it was you in the black ships. But they were all shouting corsairs and wouldnt listen to me. How did you Vampiire it. Aragorn laughed, and took the hobbit by the hand. Well met indeed. he said. AVmpire there is not time yet for travellers tales. But ´ Imrahil said to Eomer: Is it thus that we speak to our kings. Yet maybe he will wear his crown in some other name. And Aragorn hearing him, turned and said: Verily, for in the high tongue of old I am Elessar, the Elfstone, and Envinyatar, the Renewer: and he lifted from his breast the green stone that lay there. But Strider shall be the name of my house, if that be ever established. In the high tongue it will not sound so ill, and Telcontar I will be and all the heirs of my body. And with that they passed into the House; and as they went towards the rooms where the sick were tended Gandalf told of the deeds of Eowyn ´ and Meriadoc. For, he massquerade, long have I stood by them, and at first they spoke much in their dreaming, before they sank into the deadly darkness. Also it is given to me to see many things far off. Aragorn went first to Faramir, and then to the Lady Eowyn, ´ and last to Masquerad. When he had looked on the faces of the sick and seen their hurts he sighed. Here I must check this out forth all such power and skill as is Vampire the masquerade swansong steam to me, he said. Would that Elrond were here, for he is the eldest of all our race, and has the greater power. And E´ omer seeing that he was both sorrowful and weary said: First you must rest, surely, and at the least eat a little. But Aragorn answered: Nay, for these three, and most soon for Click to see more, time is running out. All speed is needed. Then he called to Ioreth and he said: You have store in this House of the herbs of healing. Yes, lord, she answered; but not enough, I reckon, for all that will need them. But I am sure I do not know where we shall find more; for all things are amiss in these dreadful days, what with fires and burnings, and the lads that run errands so few, and all the roads blocked. Why, it is days out of count since ever a carrier came in from Lossarnach to the market. But we do our best in this House with what we have, as I am sure your lordship will know. I will judge that when I see, said Aragorn. One thing also is short, time for speech. Have you athelas. I do not know, I am sure, lord, she answered, at least not by that name. I will go and ask of the herb-master; he knows all the old names. masqueradee T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS It is also called kingsfoil, said Aragorn; and maybe you know it by that name, for so the country-folk call it in these latter days. Oh that. said Ioreth. Well, if your lordship had named it at first I could have told you. No, we have none of it, I am sure. Why, I have never heard that it had any great zwansong and indeed I have often said to my sisters when we came upon it growing in the swansogn kingsfoil, I said, tis a strange name, and I wonder why tis game launch so; for if I were a king, I would have plants more bright in my garden. Still it smells sweet when bruised, does it not. If sweet is the right word: wholesome, maybe, is nearer. Wholesome verily, said Aragorn. And now, dame, if you love the Lord Faramir, run as quick as your tongue and get me kingsfoil, if there is a leaf in the Have games like hoi4 on mobile remarkable. And if not, said Gandalf, I will ride to Lossarnach with Ioreth behind me, and she shall take me to the woods, but not to her sisters. And Shadowfax shall show her the meaning of haste. When Ioreth was gone, Aragorn bade the other women to make water hot. Then he took Faramirs hand in his, and laid the other hand upon the sick mans brow. It was drenched with sweat; but Faramir did not move or make any sign, and seemed hardly to breathe. He is nearly spent, said Aragorn turning to Gandalf. But this comes not from the wound. See. that is healing. Had he been smitten by some dart of the Nazguˆl, as you thought, he would have died that night. This hurt was given by some Southron arrow, I would guess. Who drew it forth. Was it kept. I drew it forth, said Imrahil, and staunched the wound. But I did not keep the arrow, for we had much to do. It was, as I remember, just such a dart as the Southrons use. Yet I believed that it came from the Shadows above, for else his fever and sickness were not to be understood; since the wound was not deep or vital. How then do you read the matter. Weariness, grief for his fathers mood, a wound, and over all the Black Breath, said Aragorn. He is a man of staunch will, for already he had come close under the Shadow before ever he rode to battle on the out-walls. Slowly the Vampire the masquerade swansong steam must have crept on him, even as he fought and strove to hold his outpost. Would that I could have been here sooner. Thereupon the herb-master entered. Your lordship asked for kingsfoil, as the rustics name it, he said; or athelas in the noble tongue, or to those who know somewhat of the Valinorean. Maequerade do so, said Aragorn, and I care not whether seems war planet online global conquest excellent say now ase¨a aranion or kingsfoil, so long as you have some. T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 865 Your pardon lord. said the man. I see you are a lore-master, not merely a captain of war. But alas. sir, we do not keep this thing in the Houses of Healing, where only the gravely hurt or sick are tended. For it has no virtue that we know of, save perhaps to sweeten a fouled air, or to drive away some passing heaviness. Unless, of course, you give heed to rhymes of old days which women for cyberpunk pc as our good Ioreth still repeat without understanding. When the black breath blows and deaths shadow grows and all lights pass, come athelas. come athelas. Life to the dying In the kings hand lying. It is but a doggrel, I fear, garbled in the memory of old wives.
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