But Frodo did not heed them he laughed again. To Sam suddenly it seemed as if all the stones were listening and the tall rocks leaning over them. Such a sound had not been heard in those places since Sauron came to Middle-earth. 'It's saying a lot too much,' said Frodo, and he laughed, a long clear laugh from his heart. Frodo was very brave, wasn't he, dad?" "Yes, my boy, the famousest of the hobbits, and that's saying a lot." And people will say: "Let's hear about Frodo and the Ring!" And they will say: "Yes, that's one of my favourite stories. We're in one, of course, but I mean: put into words, you know, told by the fireside, or read out of a great big book with red and black letters, years and years afterwards. Rohan had come at last.“Still, I wonder if we shall ever be put into songs or tales. Horns, horns, horns, in dark Mindolluin's sides they dimly echoed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of war nor of wizardry, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn.Īnd as if in answer there came from far away another note. Do you not know Death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!" And with that he lifted high his sword and flames ran down the blade.Īnd in that very moment, away behind in some courtyard of the city, a cock crowed. From a mouth unseen there came a deadly laughter. The red fires shone between it and the mantled shoulders vast and dark. The Black Rider flung back his hood, and behold! he had a kingly crown and yet upon no head visible was it set. "Go back to the abyss prepared for you! Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master. "You cannot enter here," said Gandalf, and the huge shadow halted. There waiting, silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax: Shadowfax who alone among the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dínen. In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face.Īll save one. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair.
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