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dernwyn
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Mar 11 2012, 6:54pm

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I defer... [In reply to] Can't Post

...any answers to gramma, who I see has answered all and more!

(And I figured I had a 50% chance of having you respond to me with "No, you're not right, I've been lurking a looong time and finally made the leap to join in"! Laugh)


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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"

"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915




dernwyn
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Mar 11 2012, 7:01pm

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Probaly the saddest moment... [In reply to] Can't Post

When we get this glimpse of what Smeagol might have become, had the Ring never come to him: just a simple hobbity creature.

For one brief moment, he nears repentance...but his own actions are his undoing. Considering what he has become, we cannot blame Sam's sudden suspicion. Unsure


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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"

"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915




grammaboodawg
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Mar 11 2012, 11:33pm

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This part breaks my heart... [In reply to] Can't Post

Smeagol's loss becomes so apparent... he's so lonely...

What strikes me is that it's not just Frodo that he sees here, it's Frodo and Sam both. Quiet. Sleeping. Together. Such a heartbreak.

Some think that if Sam hadn't snapped at Gollum, he wouldn't have betrayed them. I think Gollum's corruption by the Ring is complete, and this moment surfaced in spite of his soul and mind eaten by the Ring. A last glimpse of Smeagol free from that damage for an instant... inspired by unconditional love.


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grammaboodawg
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Mar 12 2012, 9:25am

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Today in Middle-earth.

March 12, 3019 (S.R. 1419)
1. Gollum leads Frodo into Shelob's lair.
(from the appendices)
..."'Wake up, Mr. Frodo! Wake up!'
...Frodo stirred and opened his eyes, and smiled, seeing Sam's face bending over him. 'Calling me early aren't you, Sam?' he said. 'It's dark still!'
...'Yes it's always dark here... ...But Gollum's come back, Mr. Frodo, and he says it's tomorrow. So we must be walking on. The last lap.'
...Frodo drew a deep breath and sat up. 'The last lap! he said. 'Hullo, Sméagol! Found any food? Have you had any rest?'
...'No food, no rest, nothing for Sméagol,' said Gollum. 'He's a sneak.'
...Sam clicked his tongue, but restrained himself.
...'Don't take names to yourself, Sméagol,' said Frodo. 'It's unwise, whether they are true or false….'"

..."...Presently they were under the shadow, and there in the midst of it they saw the opening of a cave...
...'...Is this the only way, Sméagol?' said Frodo.
...'Yes, yes,' he answered. 'Yes, we must go this way now.'
...'D'you mean to say you've been through this hole?' said Sam. 'Phew! But perhaps you don't mind bad smells.'
...Gollum's eyes glinted. 'He doesn't know what we minds, does he, precious? No, he doesn't....'"

..."...Drawing a deep breath they passed inside. In a few steps they were in utter and impenetrable dark... ...They walked ... ...in a black vapour wrought of veritable darkness itself that, as it was breathed, brought blindness not only to the eyes but to the mind, so that even the memory of colours and of forms and of any light faded out of thought. Night always had been, and always would be, and night was all.
...But for a while they could still feel, and indeed the senses of their feet and fingers at first seemed sharpened almost painfully. The walls felt... ...smooth, and the floor, save for a step now and again, was straight and even, going ever up at the same stiff slope. The tunnel was high and wide, so wide that, though the hobbits walked abreast, only touching the side-walls with their outstretched hands, they were separated, cut off alone in the darkness.
...Gollum had gone in first and seemed to be only a few steps ahead. While they were still able to give heed to such things, they could hear his breath hissing and gasping just in front of them.... ...their senses became duller, both touch and hearing seemed to grow numb, and they kept on, groping... ...mainly by the force of the will with which they had entered, will to go through and desire to come at last to the high gate beyond....
......but time and distance soon passed out of his reckoning, Sam on the right, feeling the wall, was aware that there was an opening at the side: for a moment he caught a faint breath of some air less heavy, and then they passed it by... ...and then Frodo on the left, passed three or four such openings, some wider, some smaller...

......As they thrust forward they felt things brush against their heads, or against their hands, long tentacles, or hanging growths perhaps: they could not tell what they were. And still the stench grew. It grew, until almost is seemed to them that smell was the only clear sense left to them, and that was for their torment.... ...Sam left the tunnel-side and shrank towards Frodo, and their hands met and clasped, and so together they still went on.
...At length Frodo, groping along the left-hand wall, came suddenly to a void. Almost he fell sideways into the emptiness. Here was some opening... ...and out of it came a reek so foul, and a sense of lurking malice so intense, that Frodo reeled. And at that moment Sam too lurched and fell forwards.
...Fighting off both the sickness and the fear, Frodo gripped Sam's hand. 'Up!' he said in a hoarse breath without voice. 'It all comes from here, the stench and the peril. Now for it! Quick!'
...Calling up his remaining strength and resolution, he dragged Sam to his feet, and forced his own limbs to move. Sam stumbled beside him. One step, two steps, three steps—at last six steps. Maybe they had passed the dreadful unseen opening... ...suddenly it was easier to move, as if some hostile will for the moment had released them. They struggled on, still hand in hand.

...'Which way has Gollum gone?' panted Sam. 'And why didn't he wait?'
...'Sméagol!' said Frodo, trying to call. 'Sméagol!' But his voice croaked, and the name fell dead almost as it left his lips. There was no answer, not an echo, not even a tremor of the air.
...'He's really gone this time, I fancy,' muttered Sam. 'I guess this is just exactly where he meant to bring us....'
...'...There's something worse than Gollum about. I can feel something looking at us.'
...They had not gone more than a few yards when from behind them came a sound, startling and horrible in the heavy padded silence: a gurgling, bubbling noise, and a long venomous hiss.... ...nothing could be seen.....
...'...It's a trap!' said Sam, and he laid his hand upon the hilt of his sword; and as he did so, he thought of the darkness of the barrow whence it came. 'I wish old Tom was near us now!' he thought. Then, as he stood, darkness about him and blackness of despair and anger in his heart, it seemed to him that he saw a light... ...in his mind, almost unbearably bright at first, as a sun-ray to the eyes of one long hidden in a windowless pit. Then the light became colour: green, gold, silver, white... ...he saw the Lady Galadriel standing on the grass in Lórien, and gifts were in her hands. And you, Ring-bearer, he heard her say, remote but clear, for you I have prepared this.
...The bubbling hiss drew nearer, and there was a creaking as of some great jointed thing that moved with slow purpose in the dark. A reek came on before it. 'Master, master!' cried Sam, and life and urgency came back into his voice. 'The Lady's gift! The star-glass! A light to you in dark places, she said it was to be. The star-glass!'
...'The star-glass?' muttered Frodo, as one answering out of sleep, hardly comprehending. 'Why yes! Why had I forgotten it? A light when all other lights go out...!'

......slowly he held aloft the Phial of Galadriel. For a moment it glimmered, faint as a rising star struggling in heavy earthward mists, and then as its power waxed, and hope grew in Frodo's mind, it began to burn, and kindled to a silver flame... ... Aiya Eärendil Elenion Ancalima! he cried, and he knew not what he had spoken; for it seemed that another voice spoke through his, clear, untroubled by the foul air of the pit.
...But ... ...it did not daunt her now. Even as Frodo spoke he felt a great malice bent upon him, and a deadly regard considering him... ...Monstrous and abominable eyes they were, bestial and yet filled with purpose and with hideous delight, gloating over their prey trapped beyond all hope of escape.

...Frodo and Sam, horror-stricken, began slowly to back away... ...the eyes advanced. Frodo's hand wavered, and slowly the Phial drooped.... ...they both turned and fled together; but even as they ran Frodo looked back and saw with terror that at once the eyes came leaping up behind. The stench of death was like a cloud about him.
...'Stand! stand!' he cried desperately. 'Running is no use.'
...Slowly the eyes crept nearer.
...'Galadriel!' he called, and gathering his courage he lifted up the Phial once more. The eyes halted. For a moment their regard relaxed, as if some hint of doubt troubled them. Then Frodo's heart flamed within him, and without thinking what he did, whether it was folly or despair or courage, he took the Phial in his left hand, and with is right hand drew his sword. Sting flashed out, and the sharp elven-blade sparkled in the silver light, but at its edges a blue fire flicked. Then holding the star aloft and the bright sword advanced, Frodo, hobbit of the Shire, walked steadily down to meet the eyes...."

2. Faramir retreats to the Causeway Forts.
(from the appendices)
..."The next day, though the darkness had reached its full and grew no deeper, it weighed heavier on men's hearts, and a great dread was on them. Ill news came soon again. The passage of Anduin was won by the Enemy. Faramir was retreating to the wall of the Pelennor, rallying men to the Causeway Forts; but he was ten times outnumbered... '...Then I am needed there more than here,' said Gandalf, and rode off at once, and the glimmer of him faded soon from sight. And all that night Pippin alone and sleepless stood upon the wall and gazed eastward."

3. Théoden camps under Min-Rimmon.
(from the appendices)
..."It was dark and Merry could see nothing as he lay on the ground rolled in a blanket; yet though the night was airless and windless, all about him hidden trees were sighing softly."

4. Aragorn drives the enemy towards Pelargir.
(from the appendices)
...[Legolas speaking to Merry & Pippin:] "'We hunted our foes through a day and a night, until we came at the bitter end to the Great River at last. Then I thought in my heart that we drew near to the Sea; for wide was the water in the darkness, and sea-birds innumerable cried on its shores. Alas for the wailing of the gulls! Did not the Lady tell me to beware of them? And now I cannot forget them.'"

5. The Ents defeat the invaders of Rohan.
(from the appendices)
...[Treebeard:] "'…since you are hasty folk and their full name is as long as years of torment, those vermin of orcs; and they came over the River and down from the North and all round the wood of Laurelindórinan, which they could not get into, thanks to the Great ones who are here.' He bowed to the Lord and Lady of Lórien.
... 'And these same foul creatures were more than surprised to meet us out on the Wold, for they had not heard of us before... ...And not many will remember us, for not many escaped us alive, and the River had most of those. But it was well for you, for if they had not met us, then the king of the grassland would not have ridden far, and if he had there would have been no home to return to.'"


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Modtheow
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Mar 12 2012, 2:01pm

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So much action, on so many fronts! Your daily posts, gramma, really convey how so much is happening in different places at his time of year, and how tense that is, knowing as we do that all of those actions will converge to make one important day happen in a couple of weeks. I look forward to following the daily progress up to that point.

I don't say enough how much I appreciate your hard work over so many years bringing us these posts, gramma. They really do give us a different angle on and appreciation of the story. Thank you!


grammaboodawg
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Mar 12 2012, 11:50pm

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Oh my...

Thank you, Modtheow. :) I appreciate this so much...

Tolkien is a wonder. He makes it a joy...

*hug*


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Mar 13 2012, 2:19am

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Today in Middle-earth.

March 13, 3019 (S.R. 1419)
1. Frodo captured by the Orcs of Cirith Ungol.
(from the appendices)
..."Sam had fallen to his knees by Frodo's head, his senses reeling in the foul stench, his two hands still gripping the hilt of the sword... ...out of the swoon that was upon him. Slowly he raised is head and saw her, only a few paces away, eyeing him, her beak drabbling a spittle of venom, and a green ooze trickling from below her wounded eye. There she crouched, her shuddering belly splayed upon the ground, the great bows of her legs quivering, as she gathered herself for another spring--this time to crush and sting to death...
......Even as Sam himself crouched, looking at her, seeing his death in her eyes, a thought came to him, as if some remote voice had spoken, and he fumbled in his breast with his left hand, and found... ...the Phial of Galadriel.
...'Galadriel!' he said faintly, and then he heard voices far off but clear: the crying of the Elves as they walked under the stars in the beloved shadows of the Shire, and the music of the Elves as it came through his sleep in the hall of Fire in the house of Elrond.

Gilthoniel A Elbereth!


And then his tongue was loosed and his voice cried in a language which he did not know:

A Elbereth Gilthoniel

o menel palan-díriel,

le nallan sí di' nguruthos!

A tíro nin, Fanuilos!



...And with that he staggered to his feet and was Samwise the hobbit, Hamfast's son, again.
...'Now come, you filth!' he cried. 'You've hurt my master, you brute, and you'll pay for it... ...Come on, and taste it again!'
...As if his indomitable spirit had set its potency in motion, the glass blazed suddenly like a white torch in his hand. It... ...sears the dark air with intolerable light. No such terror out of heaven had ever burned in Shelob's face before. The beams of it entered into her wounded head and scored it with unbearable pain... ...She fell back beating the air with her forelegs, her sight blasted by inner lightnings, her mind in agony. Then turning her maimed head away, she rolled aside and began to crawl, claw by claw, towards the opening in the dark cliff behind.
...Sam came on. He was reeling like a drunken man, but he came on. And Shelob, cowed at last... ...jerked and quivered as she tried to hasten from him. She reached the hole, and squeezing down, leaving a trail of green-yellow slime, she slipped in, even as Sam hewed a last stroke at her dragging legs. Then he fell to the ground.

...Sam was left alone.... ... he crawled back to his master.
...'Master, dear Master!' said Sam, and through a long silence waited, listening in vain... ...no stir of life could he find, nor feel the faintest flutter of the heart. Often he chafed his master's hands and feet, and touched his brow, but all were cold. 'Frodo, Mr. Frodo!' he called. 'Don't leave me here alone! It's your Sam calling. Don't go where I can't follow!'"

..."...suddenly he saw that he was in the picture that was revealed to him in the mirror of Galadriel in Lórien: Frodo with a pale face lying fast asleep under a great dark cliff... '...He's dead!' he said. 'Not asleep, dead!' And... ...then black despair came down on him, and Sam bowed to the ground, and drew his grey hood over his head, and night came into his heart, and he knew no more."

..."'...What shall I do, what shall I do?' he said. 'Did I come all this way with him for nothing?' And then he remembered his own voice speaking words that at the time he did not understand himself, at the beginning of their journey: I have something to do before the end. I must see it through....
...'...But what can I do? Not leave Mr. Frodo dead, unburied on the top of the mountains, and go home? Or go on? Go on?' he repeated, and for a moment doubt and fear shook him. 'Go on? Is that what I've got to do? And leave him?'
...Then at last he began to weep...'"

..."...'What am I to do then?' he cried again, and now he seemed plainly to know the hard answer: see it through. Another lonely journey, and the worst.
...'What? Me, alone, go to the Crack of Doom and all?' He quailed still, but the resolve grew. 'What? Me take the Ring from him? The council gave it to him.'
...But the answer came at once: 'And the Council gave him companions, so that the errand should not fail. And you are the last of all the Company....'"

..."'...I must make up my own mind. I will make it up. But I'll be sure to go wrong: that'd be Sam Gamgee all over... ...No chance to go back with It and get advice or permission. No, it's sit here till they come and kill me over master's body, and gets It; or take It and go.' He drew a deep breath. 'Then take It, it is!'

...He stooped. Very gently he undid the clasp at the neck and slipped his hand inside Frodo's tunic; then with his other hand raising the head, he kissed the cold forehead, and softly drew the chain over it... ...then the head lay quietly back again in rest. No change came over the still face, and by that more than by all other tokens Sam was convinced at last that Frodo had died and laid aside the Quest.
...'Good-bye, master, my dear!' he murmured. 'Forgive your Sam. He'll come back to this spot when the job's done---if he manages it. And then he'll not leave you again. Rest you quiet till I come; and may no foul creature come anigh you! And if the Lady could hear me and give me one wish, I would wish to come back and find you again. Good-bye!'"

..."'...Hai! Hola! Here's something! Lying right in the road. A spy, a spy!' There was a hoot of snarling horns and a babel of baying voices.
...With a dreadful stroke Sam was wakened from his cowering mood. They had seen his master... ...He sprang up. He flung the Quest and all his decisions away, and fear and doubt with them. He knew now where his place was and had been: at his master's side, though what he could do there was not clear. Back he ran down the steps, down the path towards Frodo...."

..."There was a wild clamour, hooting and laughing, as something was lifted from the ground... ...The whole band of orc-figures began to move. Four in the middle were carrying a body high on their shoulders. 'Ya hoi!' ...Sam came on. He drew the sword, a flicker of blue in his wavering hand, but they did not see it. Even as he came panting up, the last of them vanished into the black hole. For a moment he stood, gasping, clutching his breast. Then he drew his sleeve across his face, wiping away the grime, and sweat, and tears. 'Curse the filth!' he said, and sprang after them into the darkness."

2. The Pelennor is overrun.
(from the appendices)
...[Gandalf speaks to Denethor] " '...under the Lord of Barad-dûr the most fell of all his captains is already master of your outer walls,' said Gandalf. 'King of Angmar long ago...'
...'Then, Mithrandir, you had a foe to match you,' said Denethor. 'For myself, I have long known who is the chief captain of the hosts of the Dark Tower. Is this all that you have returned to say? Or can it be that you have withdrawn because you are overmatched?'
...Pippin trembled, fearing that Gandalf would be stung to sudden wrath, but his fear was needless. 'It might be so,' Gandalf answered softly. 'But our trial of strength is not yet come. And if words spoken of old be true, not by the hand of man shall he fall, and hidden from the Wise is the doom that awaits him...'"

..."Now the main retreat was scarcely two furlongs distant. Out of the gloom behind a small company of horsemen galloped, all that was left of the rearguard. Once again they turned at bay, facing the oncoming lines of fire….
...…then a trumpet rang from the Citadel, and Denethor at last released the sortie… …And from the walls an answering shout went up; for foremost on the field rode the swan-knights of Dol Amroth with their Prince and his blue banner at their head.
...'Amroth for Gondor!' they cried. 'Amroth to Faramir!'
...Like thunder they broke upon the enemy on either flank of the retreat; but one rider outran them all, swift as the wind in the grass: Shadowfax bore him, shining, unveiled once more, a light starting from his upraised hand.
...The Nazgûl screeched and swept away, for their Captain was not yet come to challenge the white fire of his foe...."

..."...Faramir had lost a third of his men. And where was he?
...Last of all he came. His men passed in. The mounted knights returned, and at their rear the banner of Dol Amroth, and the Prince. And in his arms before him on his horse he bore the body of his kinsman, Faramir son of Denethor, found upon the stricken field..."

..."...So now at last the City was besieged, enclosed in a ring of foes. The Rammas was broken, and all the Pelennor abandoned to the Enemy."

[furlong = .125 miles or 220 yards]

3. Faramir is wounded.
(from the appendices)
..."...Even as the Nazgûl had swerved aside from the onset of the White Rider, there came flying a deadly dart, and Faramir, as he held at bay a mounted champion of Harad, had fallen to the earth. Only the charge of Dol Amroth had saved him as he lay.
...The Prince Imrahil brought Faramir to the White Tower, and he said: 'Your son has returned, lord, after great deeds,' and he told all that he had seen. But Denethor rose and looked on the face of his son and was silent."

4. Aragorn reaches Pelargir and captures the fleet.
(from the appendices)
...[Legolas speaking to Merry & Pippin:] "'...the Haradrim, being now driven to the brink, turned at bay, and they were fierce in despair; and they laughed when they looked on us, for they were a great army still. But Aragorn halted and cried with a great voice; "Now come! By the Black Stone I call you!" And suddenly the Shadow Host that had hung back at the last came up like a grey tide, sweeping all away before it... ...Strange and wonderful I thought it that the designs of Mordor should be overthrown by such wraiths of fear and darkness... ...In that hour I looked on Aragorn and thought how great and terrible a Lord he might have become in the strength of his will, had he taken the Ring to himself. Not for naught does Mordor fear him. But nobler is his spirit than the understanding of Sauron; for is he not of the children of Lúthien? Never shall that line fail...'"

5. Théoden in Druadan Forest.
(from the appendices)
..."There seemed to be some understanding between Dernhelm and Elfhelm, the marshal who commanded the éored in which the were riding. He and all his men ignored Merry and pretended not to hear if he spoke. He might have been just another bag that Dernhelm was carrying. Dernhelm was in comfort; he never spoke to anyone. Merry felt small, unwanted, and lonely... ...They were less than a day's ride from the out-walls of Minas Tirith that encircled the townlands. Scouts had been sent ahead...
......Merry wanted somebody to talk to, and he thought of Pippin. But that only increased his restless. Poor Pippin, shut up in the great city of stone, lonely and afraid. Merry wished he was a tall rider like Éomer and could blow a horn or something and go galloping to his rescue. He sat up, listening to the drums that were beating again, now nearer at hand. Presently he heard voices speaking low, and he saw dim half-shrouded lanterns passing through the trees. Men nearby began to move uncertainly in the dark.
...A tall figure loomed up and stumbled over him, cursing the tree-roots. He recognized the voice of the marshal, Elfhelm.
...'I am not a tree-root, Sir... ...nor a bag, but a bruised hobbit. The least you can do in amends is to tell me what is afoot….'
...'...the enemy is on the road, not in the hills,' said Elfhelm. 'You hear the Woses, the Wild Men of the Woods: thus they talk together from afar. They still haunt Druadan Forest, it is said.'"


March 13, 3020 (S.R. 1420)
1. Frodo is taken ill (on the anniversary of his poisoning by Shelob).
(from the appendices)
..."Sam stayed at first at the Cottons' with Frodo; but when the New Row was ready he went with the Gaffer. In addition to all his other labours he was busy directing the cleaning up and restoring of Bag End; but he was often away in the Shire on his forestry work... ...he was not at home in early March and did not know that Frodo had been ill. On the thirteenth of that month Farmer Cotton found Frodo lying on his bed; he was clutching a white gem that hung on a chain about his neck and he seemed half in a dream.
...'It is gone forever,' he said, 'and now all is dark and empty.'"


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dernwyn
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Mar 13 2012, 3:49pm

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How gross! [In reply to] Can't Post

When you stop to think about that description of Shelob, the ooze and the slime...yecch! But how else could Tolkien describe something so hideous?

What a lovely little "glimpse" into the past of Middle-earth we're again given, when Legolas mentions that Aragorn is "of the children of Luthien"!


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"I desired dragons with a profound desire"

"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
-Geoffrey B. Smith, letter to JRR Tolkien, 1915




grammaboodawg
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Mar 14 2012, 9:47am

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Today in Middle-earth.

March 14, 2941 (S.R. 1341)
1. Thorin and Gandalf travel to Bree on separate journeys.
(not from the appendices- text/no text)
..."On a time Thorin, returning west from a journey..." decides to go to Bree for a night's stay at the Prancing Pony. At the same time, Gandalf approached Bree "on his way to the Shire, which he had not visited for some twenty years. He was weary, and thought to rest there for a while."


March 14, 3019 (S.R. 1419)
1. Samwise finds Frodo in the Tower.
(from the appendices)
..."At last, weary and feeling finally defeated, he sat on a step below the level of the passage-floor and bowed his head into his hands. It was quiet, horribly quiet. The torch, that was already burning low when he arrived, sputtered and went out; and he felt the darkness cover him like a tide. And then softly... ...there at the vain end of his long journey and his grief, moved by what thought in his heart he could not tell, Sam began to sing.
...His voice sounded thin and quavering in the cold dark tower: the voice of a forlorn and weary hobbit ... ...He murmured old childish tunes out of the Shire, and snatches of Mr. Bilbo's rhymes that came into his mind like fleeting glimpses of the country of his home. And suddenly new strength rose in him, and his voice rang out, while words of his own came unbidden to fit the simple tune.

'In western lands beneath the Sun
the flowers may rise in Spring
the trees may bud, the waters run,
the merry finches sing.
Or there may be 'tis cloudless night
and swaying beeches bear
the Elven-stars like jewels white
amid their branching hair.

Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
beyond all towers strong and high,
beyond all mountains steep
above all shadows rides the Sun
and stars forever dwell:
I will not say the day is done,
nor bid the stars farewell.'


...'Beyond all towers strong and high...' ...he stopped short. He thought that he had heard a faint voice answering him. But now he could hear nothing. Yes, he could hear something... ...Footsteps were approaching. Now a door was being opened quietly in the passage above... ...The door closed with a dull thud; and then a snarling orc-voice rang out.
...'Ho la! You up there, you dunghill rat! Stop your squeaking, or I'll come and deal with you. D'you hear?'
...There was no answer.
...'All right,' growled Snaga. 'But I'll come and have a look at you all the same....'
......The hinges creaked again, and Sam, now peering over the corner of the passage-threshold, saw a flicker of light in an open doorway, and the dim shape of an orc coming out. He seemed to be carrying a ladder. Suddenly the answer dawned on Sam: the topmost chamber was reached by a trap-door in the roof of the passage...

...'...You lie quiet, or you'll pay for it...! ...There's a reminder for you!' There was a sound like the crack of a whip.
...At that, rage blazed in Sam's heart to a sudden fury. He sprang up, ran, and went up the ladder like a cat. His head came out in the middle of the floor of a large round chamber. A red lamp hung from its roof; the westward window-slit was high and dark. Something was lying on the floor by the wall under the window, but over it a black orc-shape was straddled. It raised a whip a second time, but the blow never fell. With a cry Sam leapt across the floor, Sting in his hand. The orc wheeled round, but before it could make a move Sam slashed its whip-hand from its arm... ...The orc in its wild haste had tripped on the ladder-head and fallen through the open trap-door. Sam gave no more thought to it. He ran to the figure huddled on the floor. It was Frodo. He was naked, lying as if in a swoon on a heap of filthy rags: his arm was flung up, shielding his head, and across his side there ran an ugly whip-weal.
...'Frodo! Mr. Frodo, my dear!' cried Sam, tears almost blinding him. 'It's Sam, I've come!' He half lifted his master and hugged him to his breast. Frodo opened his eyes.
...'Am I still dreaming?' he muttered. 'But the other dreams were horrible.'
...'You're not dreaming at all, Master... ...It's real. It's me. I've come.'
...'I can hardly believe it,' said Frodo, clutching him. 'There was an orc with a whip, and then it turns into Sam! Then I wasn't dreaming after all when I heard that singing down below, and I tried to answer? Was it you?'
...'It was indeed, Mr. Frodo. I'd given up hope, almost. I couldn't find you.'
...'Well, you have now, Sam, dear Sam,' said Frodo, and he lay back in Sam's gentle arms, closing his eyes, like a child at rest when night-fears are driven away by some loved voice or hand. Sam felt that he could sit like that in endless happiness..."

2. Minas Tirith is besieged.
(from the appendices)
..."No hours so dark had Pippin known, not even in the clutches of the Uruk-hai. It was his duty to wait upon the Lord, and wait he did... ...mastering his own fears as best he could... '...Do not weep, lord,' he stammered. 'Perhaps Faramir will get well. Have you asked Gandalf?'
...'Comfort me not with wizards!' said Denethor. 'The fool's hope has failed...' ...Men came to the door crying for the Lord of the City. 'Nay, I will not come down,' he said. 'I must stay beside my son. He might still speak before the end. But that is near. Follow whom you will, even the Grey Fool, though his hope has failed. Here I stay.'
......So it was that Gandalf took command of the last defence of the City of Gondor. Wherever he came men's hearts would lift again, and the winged shadows pass from memory. Tirelessly he strode from Citadel to Gate, from north to south about the wall; and with him went the Prince of Dol Amroth in his shining mail... ...Fires now raged unchecked in the first circle of the City, and the garrison upon the outer wall was already in many places cut off from retreat. But the faithful who remained there at their posts were few; most had fled beyond the second gate."

3. The Rohirrim led by the Wild Men come to the Grey Wood.
(from the appendices)
..."Presently Ghân turned to the king. 'Wild Men say many things,' he said. 'First, be wary! Still many men in camp beyond Dîn, an hour's walk yonder,' he waved his arm west towards the black beacon. 'But none to see between here and the Stone-folk's new walls. Many busy there. Walls stand up no longer: gorgún knock them down with earth-thunder ... ...They are unwary and do not look about them. They think their friends watch all roads!' At that old Ghân made a curious gurgling noise, and it seemed that he was laughing.
...'Good tidings!' cried Éomer. 'Even in this gloom hope gleams again. Our Enemy's devices oft serve us in his despite. The accursed darkness itself has been a cloak to us...'

......Ghân-buri-Ghân squatted down and touched the earth with his horny brow in token of farewell. Then he got up as if to depart. But suddenly he stood looking up like some startled woodland animal snuffling a strange air. A light came in his eyes. 'Wind is changing!' he cried, and with that, in a twinkling as it seemed, he and his fellows had vanished in the gloom, never to be seen by any Rider of Rohan again."

4. Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli sail from Pelargir with the captured fleet.
(not from the appendices)
...[Gimli speaking to Merry & Pippin:] "'And that is near the end of our tale. For during that evening and night many ships were made ready and manned; and in the morning the fleet set forth.... ...But still Aragorn was driven by fear that time was too short. "It is forty leagues and two from Pelargir to the landings at the Harlond," he said. "Yet to the Harlond we must come tomorrow or fail utterly." The oars were now wielded by free men, and manfully they laboured; yet slowly we passed up the Great River, for we strove against its stream... ...Heavy would my heart have been, for all our victory at the havens, if Legolas had not laughed suddenly. "Up with your beard, Durin's son!" he said. "For thus is it spoken: Oft hope is born, when all is forlorn..." ...away in the north we saw a red glow under the cloud, and Aragorn said: "Minas Tirith is burning." But at midnight hope was indeed born anew. Seacrafty men of the Ethir gazing southward spoke of a change coming with a fresh wind from the Sea...'"

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Mar 14 2012, 9:55am

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Slime... oozing slime... *shudder*

"Curse the filth!" That's one of my fav Sam lines... like "I feel sick." He just has a way of punctuating a description just like THAT!


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Your grammar is very good, and you explanation very detailed and generous! But I came across a great example of how intimidated and challenged I've been about this conversion in this paragraph:


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A short note about Sh.c.: its year was equal to our one by its length, all the month were 30 days long but there were five days outside the months – three in the middle of the year (1 Lithe, the Mid-year’s Day and 2 Lithe), one at the end (1 Yule) and one at the beginning of the year (2 Yule). In every fourth (leap) year, except the last year of a century, one additional day outside the months, the Overlithe, was added. The reckoning in the Shire began in the year 1600 of the Third Age, but “to avoid confusion” I will use the reckoning of Gondor, as in The Tale of Years (that is 3018 instead of 1418).


*screech* There it is! The paragraph that reflects why I have trouble with this conversion! For many, I'm sure that this is very clear; but for me, I have to stop and get my head around every little bit of it in order to sort it out. But now, thanks to your site, I have a clear guide on how to do that!

I'm going to "make" some time in the next few months study your guidance and really focus on working through the months, dates, extra days and finally understand how the conversion works.

Thank you for this! I think there's hope for me yet!! :D



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Wouldn't the Shire's January 1 fall approximately on December 22 or 23 in our modern calendar, with Yule coinciding with the Winter Solstice? Likewise, Mid-year's Day (SR) would fall on June 21 of our own calendar--the Summer Solstice. Trying to convert Shire Reckoning faithfully to modern reckoning would be far too complicated. Or would it?

"Darkness beyond blackest pitch, deeper than the deepest night!
King of Darkness, who shines like gold upon the Sea of Chaos.
I call upon thee and swear myself to thee!
Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed by the power you and I possess!"


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how Sam's song seems to foretell his later epiphany of the star? "..beyond all towers strong and high,beyond all mountains steep, above all shadows rides the Sun, and stars forever dwell..."

And out West, all roads are converging on Minas Tirith! The winds of war are changing!


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"It struck me last night that you might write a fearfully good romantic drama, with as much of the 'supernatural' as you cared to introduce. Have you ever thought of it?"
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Today in Middle-earth.

March 15, 3019 (S.R. 1419)
1. In the early hours the Witch-king breaks the Gates of the City.
(from the appendices)
..."The drums rolled and rattled. With a vast rush Grond was hurled forward by huge hands. It reached the Gate. It swung. A deep boom rumbled through the City like thunder running in the clouds. But the doors of iron and posts of steel withstood the stroke.
...Then the Black Captain rose in his stirrups and cried aloud in a dreadful voice, speaking in some forgotten tongue words of power and terror to rend both heart and stone...
......upon the last stroke the Gate of Gondor broke. As if stricken by some blasting spell it burst asunder: there was a flash of searing lightning, and the doors tumbled in riven fragments to the ground.
...In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair."

2. The horns of the Rohirrim are heard at cockcrow.
(from the appendices)
..."...In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face.
...All save one. 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....
...'You cannot enter here,' said Gandalf, and the huge shadow halted. 'Go back to the abyss prepared for you... ...into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master. Go!'
...The Black Rider flung back his hood, and behold! he had a kingly crown; and yet upon no head visible was it set. The red fires shone between it and the mantled shoulders vast and dark. From a mouth unseen there came a deadly laughter.
...'Old fool!' he said to Gandalf. 'Old fool! This is my hour. 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....
......And in that very moment, away behind in some courtyard of the City, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn.
...And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns... ...Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last."

3. Denethor burns himself on a pyre.
(from the appendices)
..."...Pippin turned and fled in terror from the deathly house. 'Poor Faramir!' he thought. 'I must find Gandalf... ...Oh where can I find Gandalf? In the thick of things, I suppose; and he will have no time to spare for dying men or madness...'"

..."When the dark shadow at the Gate withdrew Gandalf still sat motionless. But Pippin rose to his feet, as if a great weight had been lifted from him; and he stood listening to the horns, and it seemed to him that they would break his heart with joy. And never in after years could he hear a horn blown in the distance without tears starting in his eyes... ...Gandalf stirred and spoke to Shadowfax, and was about to ride through the Gate.
...'Gandalf, Gandalf!' cried Pippin, and Shadowfax halted.
...'What are you doing here?' said Gandalf....
...'...I am frightened. Something terrible may happen up there. The Lord is out of his mind, I think. I am afraid he will kill himself, and kill Faramir too. Can't you do something?'
...Gandalf looked through the gaping Gate, and already on the fields he heard the gathering sound of battle. He clenched his hand. 'I must go,' he said. 'The Black Rider is abroad, and he will yet bring ruin on us. I have no time.'
...'But Faramir!' cried Pippin. 'He is not dead, and they will burn him alive, if someone does not stop them....'
...' ...So Pippin poured out the tale, reaching up and touching Gandalf's knee with trembling hands. 'Can't you save Faramir?'"

..."'...Stay! Stay!' cried Gandalf, springing forward to the stone stair before the door. 'Stay this madness!'
...For there were the servants of Denethor with swords and torches in their hands; but alone in the porch upon the topmost step stood Beregond, clad in the black and silver of the Guard; and he held the door against them...."

..."...Gandalf sprang up the steps, and the men fell back from him and covered their eyes; for his coming was like the incoming of a white light into a dark place, and he came with great anger. He lifted up his hand, and in the very stroke, the sword of Denethor flew up and left his grasp...
...'...where is your son, Faramir?'
...'He lies within,' said Denethor, 'burning, already burning. They have set a fire in his flesh. But soon all shall be burned. The West has failed. It shall all go up in a great fire, and all shall be ended. Ash! Ash and smoke blown away on the wind!'
...Then Gandalf seeing the madness that was on him feared that he had already done some evil deed, and he thrust forward, with Beregond and Pippin behind him, while Denethor gave back until he stood beside the table within. But there they found Faramir, still dreaming in his fever, lying upon the table...
......Then Gandalf revealed the strength that lay hid in him, even as the light of his power was hidden under his grey mantle. He leaped up on to the faggots, and raising the sick man lightly he sprang down again, and bore him towards the door..."

..."...[Denethor] snatched a torch from the hand of one and sprang back into the house. Before Gandalf could hinder him he thrust the brand amid the fuel, and at once it crackled and roared into flame..."

4. Battle of the Pelennor.
(from the appendices)
..."...Théoden seized a great horn from Guthláf his banner-bearer, and he blew such a blast upon it that it burst asunder. And straightway all the horns in the host were lifted up in music, and the blowing of the horns of Rohan in that hour was like a storm upon the plain and a thunder in the mountains.

'Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!'


...Suddenly the king cried to Snowmane and the horse sprang away. Behind him his banner blew in the wind, white horse upon a field of green, but he outpaced it. After him thundered the knights of his house, but he was ever before them.... ...and the front of the first éored roared like a breaker foaming to the shore, but Théoden could not be overtaken. Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old... ...His golden shield was uncovered, and lo! it shone like an image of the Sun, and the grass flamed into green about the white feet of his steed. For morning came, morning and a wind from the sea; and darkness was removed, and the hosts of Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they fled, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them. And then all the host of Rohan burst into song, and they sang as they slew, for the joy of battle was on them, and the sound of their singing that was fair and terrible came even to the City."

..."Merry was riding behind Dernhelm, clutching with the left hand while with the other he tried to loosen his sword in its sheath. He felt now bitterly the truth of the old king's words: "in such a battle what would you do, Meriadoc?" 'Just this,' he thought: 'encumber a rider, and hope at best to stay in my seat and not be pounded to death by galloping hoofs!'"
..."...It was even as the day thus began to turn against Gondor and their hope wavered that a new cry went up in the City... ...watchmen on the walls saw afar a new sight of fear, and their last hope left them... ...they cried in dismay; for black against the glittering stream they beheld a fleet borne up on the wind..."
..."...Éomer was now scarcely a mile from the Harlond... ...Now he looked to the River, and hope died in his heart, and the wind that he had blessed he now called accursed. But the hosts of Mordor were enheartened, and filled with a new lust and fury they came yelling to the onset. Stern now was Éomer's mood, and his mind clear again. He let blow the horns to rally all men to his banner... ...For once more the lust of battle was on him; and he was still unscathed, and he was young, and he was king..."

5. Aragorn raises the standard of Arwen.
(from the appendices)
..."...behold! upon the foremost ship a great standard broke, and the wind displayed it as she turned towards the Harlond. There flowered a White Tree, and that was for Gondor; but Seven Stars were about it, and a high crown above it, the signs of Elendil that no lord had borne for years... ...the stars flamed in the sunlight, for they were wrought of gems by Arwen daughter of Elrond; and the crown was bright in the morning, for it was wrought of mithril and gold.
...Thus came Aragorn son of Arathorn, Elessar, Isildur's heir, out of the Paths of the Dead, borne upon a wind from the Sea to the kingdom of Gondor..."

6. Théoden is slain.
(from the appendices)
..."...Snowmane wild with terror stood up on high, fighting with the air, and then with a great scream he crashed upon his side: a black dart had pierce him. The king fell beneath him. The great shadow descended like a falling cloud... ...Down, down it came, and then, folding it's fingered webs, it gave a croaking cry, and settled upon the body of Snowmane...
......Upon it sat a shape, black-mantled, huge and threatening. A crown of steel he bore, but between rim and robe naught was there to see, save only a deadly gleam of eyes: the Lord of the Nazgûl....

...But Théoden was not utterly forsaken... ...One stood there still: Dernhelm the young, faithful beyond fear; and he wept, for he had loved his lord as a father. Right through the charge Merry had been borne unharmed behind him, until the Shadow came... ...Merry crawled on all fours like a dazed beast, and such a horror was on him that he was blind and sick...

......Then out of the blackness in his mind he thought that he heard Dernhelm speaking; yet now the voice seemed strange, recalling some other voice that he had known.
...'Begone, foul dwimmerlaik, lord of carrion! Leave the dead in peace...!'
...'...Come not between the Nazgûl and his prey! Or he will not slay thee in thy turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the Lidless Eye.'
...A sword rang as it was drawn. 'Do what you will; but I will hinder it, if I may.'
...'Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!'
......Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel. 'But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.'
...Out of the wreck rose the Black Rider... ...he let fall his mace. Her shield was shivered in many pieces, and her arm was broken; she stumbled to her knees.....
......But suddenly he too stumbled forward with a cry of bitter pain, and his stroke went wide, driving into the ground. Merry's sword had stabbed him from behind, shearing through the black mantle, and passing up beneath the hauberk that pierced the sinew behind his mighty knee....
......Then tottering, struggling up, with her last strength she drove her sword between crown and mantle, as the great shoulders bowed before her. The sword broke sparkling into many shards. The crown rolled away with a clang. Éowyn fell forward upon her fallen foe...."

..."...And there stood Meriadoc the hobbit in the midst of the slain, blinking like an owl in the daylight, for tears blinded him; and through a mist he looked on Éowyn's fair head, as she lay and did not move; and he looked on the face of the king, fallen in the midst of his glory.
......Then Merry stooped and lifted his hand to kiss it, and lo! Théoden opened his eyes, and they were clear, and he spoke in a quiet voice though laboured.
...'Farewell, Master Holbytla!' he said. 'My body is broken. I go to my fathers. And even in their mighty company I shall not now be ashamed....'"

7. Frodo and Samwise escape and begin their journey north along the Morgai.
(from the appendices)
..."'This won't do, Sam,' said Frodo. 'If we were real orcs, we ought to be dashing back to the Tower, not running away. The first enemy we meet will know us. We must get off this road somehow.'
...'But we can't,' said Sam, 'not without wings.'
......With a desperate spurt Frodo and Sam dashed along the bridge... ...already they heard the tramp of iron-shod feet, and upon the road there rang the swift clatter of hoofs.
...'Quick, Sam! Over we go!' cried Frodo. They scrambled onto the low parapet of the bridge...
...'Well, here goes, Mr. Frodo,' said Sam. 'Good-bye!'
...He let go. Frodo followed. And even as they fell they heard the rush of horsemen sweeping over the bridge and the rattle of orc-feet running up behind... "

8. Battle under the trees in Mirkwood; Thranduil repels the forces of Dol Guldur.
(from the appendices)
..."In the North also there had been war and evil. The realm of Thranduil was invaded, and there was long battle under the trees and great ruin of fire; but in the end Thranduil had the victory."

9. Second, assault on Lórien.
(from the appendices)
..."...Lórien had been assailed from Dol Guldur, but besides the valour of the elven people of that land, the power that dwelt there was too great for any to overcome, unless Sauron had come there himself. Though grievous harm was done to the fair woods on the borders, the assaults were driven back… "

10. The realm of King Brand of Dale is attacked.
(not from the appendices)
..."At the same time as the great armies besieged Minas Tirith a host of the allies of Sauron that had long threatened the borders of King Brand crossed the River Carnen, and Brand was driven back to Dale. There he had the aid of the Dwarves of Erebor; and there was a great battle at the Mountain's feet. It lasted three days."

11. Evening in the Morgai
(not from the appendices)
..."There they sat and made such a meal as they could. Keeping back the precious lembas for the evil days ahead, they ate the half of what remained in Sam's bag of Faramir's provision: some dried fruit, and a small slip of cured meat; and they sipped some water...

...'Now you go to sleep first, Mr. Frodo,' he said. 'It's getting dark again. I reckon this day is nearly over.'
...Frodo sighed and was asleep almost before the words were spoken... ... Then at last, to keep himself awake, he crawled from the hiding-place and looked out... ...Far above the Ephel Dúath in the West the night-sky was still dim and pale. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tower high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. His song in the tower had been defiance rather than hope; for then he was thinking of himself... ...for a moment, his own fate, and even his master's, ceased to trouble him. He crawled back into the brambles and laid himself by Frodo's side, and putting away all fear he cast himself into a deep untroubled sleep."

12. The wounded come to the Houses of Healing.
(not from the appendices)
..."A mist was in Merry's eyes of tears and weariness when they drew near the ruined Gate of Minas Tirith. He gave little heed to the wreck and slaughter that lay about all... ...out from the Gate came some bearing litters. Gently they laid Éowyn upon soft pillows; but the king's body they covered with a great cloth of gold...

......Slowly the lights of the torches in front of him flickered and went out, and he was walking in a darkness... ...But suddenly into his dream there fell a living voice.
...'Well, Merry! Thank goodness I have found you!'
...He looked up and the mist before his eyes cleared a little. There was Pippin! They were face to face in a narrow lane, and but for themselves it was empty. He rubbed his eyes.
...'Where is the king!' he said. 'And Éowyn!' Then he stumbled and sat down on a doorstep and began to weep again.
...'They have gone up into the Citadel,' said Pippin. 'I think you must have fallen asleep on your feet and taken the wrong turning. When we found that you were not with them, Gandalf sent me to look for you. Poor old Merry! How glad I am to see you again...!'

...'...Lean on me, Merry lad!' said Pippin. 'Come now! Foot by foot. It's 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....' ...Step by step they went, while Merry swayed and murmured as one in sleep.
...'I'll never get him there,' thought Pippin. 'Is there no one to help me! I can't leave him here.' Just then to his surprise a boy came running up behind, and as he passed he recognized Bergil, Beregond's 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.'
...'Don't!' said Pippin. 'But tell them up there that I have a sick hobbit, a perian mind you, come from the battlefield. I don't think he can walk so far. If Mithrandir is there, he will be glad of the message.' Bergil ran on....
......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.'
......So at last Faramir and Éowyn and Meriadoc were laid in the beds in the Houses of Healing..."

13. Aragorn comes to the City.
(not from the appendices)
..."...Aragorn went first to Faramir, and then to the Lady Éowyn, and last to Merry. When he had looked on the faces of the sick and seeing their hurts he sighed. 'Here I must put forth all such power and skill as is given to me,' he said... ...'He is nearly spent,' said Aragorn turning to Gandalf.

...Now Aragorn knelt beside Faramir, and held a hand upon his brow. And those that watched felt that some great struggle was going on. For Aragorn's face grew grey with weariness; and ever an anon he called the name of Faramir, but each time more faintly to their hearing, as if Aragorn himself was removed from them, and walked afar in some dark vale, calling for one that was lost.
...And at last Bergil came running in, and he bore six leaves in a cloth. 'It is kingsfoil, sir,' he said; 'but not fresh, I fear. It must have been culled two weeks ago at the least. I hope it will serve, sir?' Then looking at Faramir he burst into tears.
...But Aragorn smiled. 'It will serve,' he said... ...Then taking two leaves, he laid them on his hands and breathed on them, and then he crushed them, and straightway a living freshness filled the room, as if the air itself awoke and tingled, sparkling with joy. And then he cast the leaves into the bowls of steaming water that were brought to him, and at once all hearts were lightened... ...Suddenly Faramir stirred, and he opened his eyes, and he looked on Aragorn who bent over him; and a light of knowledge and love was kindled in his eyes, and he spoke softly. 'My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command?'
...'Walk no more in the shadows, but awake!' said Aragorn. 'You are weary. Rest a while, and take food, and be ready when I return.'
...''I will, lord,' said Faramir. 'For who would lie idle when the king has returned?'

..."...Aragorn came to Éowyn, and he said... 'Alas! For she was pitted against a foe beyond the strength of her mind or body. And those who will take a weapon to such an enemy must be sterner than steel, if the very shock shall not destroy them. It was an evil doom that set her in his path...

...'...Awake, Éowyn, lady of Rohan!' said Aragorn again, and he took her right hand in his and felt it warm with life returning.... ...Then he laid her hand in Éomer's and stepped away, 'Call her!' he said, and he passed silently from the chamber.
'Éowyn, Éowyn!' cried Éomer amid his tears. But she opened her eyes and said: 'Éomer! What joy is this? For they said that you were slain. Nay, but that was only the dark voices in my dream. How long have I been dreaming?'
...''Not long, my sister,' said Éomer. 'But think no more on it!'

..."...Gandalf and Pippin came to Merry's room, and there they found Aragorn standing by the bed. 'Poor old Merry!' cried Pippin, and he ran to the bedside....
...'Do not be afraid... ...I came in time, and I have called him back. He is weary now, and grieved, and he has taken a hurt like the Lady Éowyn, daring to smite that deadly thing. But these evils can be amended, so strong and gay a spirit is in him. His grief he will not forget; but it will not darken his heart, it will teach him wisdom.'
...'Then Aragorn laid his hand on Merry's head, and passing his hand gently through the brown curls, he touched the eyelids, and called him by name.... ...Suddenly Merry awoke, and he said:
...'I am hungry. What is the time?'
...'Past supper-time now,' said Pippin; 'though I daresay I could bring you something, if they will let me.'
...'They will indeed,' said Gandalf. 'And anything else that this Rider of Rohan may desire, if it can be found in Minas Tirith, where his name is in honour....'"

..."...And word went through the City: 'The King is come again indeed.' And they named him Elfstone, because of the green stone that we wore, and so the name which it was foretold at his birth that he should bear was chosen for him by his own people."



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grammaboodawg
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Mar 15 2012, 3:08am

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The star triggered so much for him. Good catch!

I also love how both Legolas and Ghan-buri-Ghan sensed the change in the wind as a foretelling of a change in the war!


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grammaboodawg
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Mar 15 2012, 3:11am

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The puzzle-lover in me loves the idea of figuring it out and making it fit. It's like all the names Tolkien gives to his characters, lands and weaponry. Nothing simple going on here!!! ;)

You've made a good point on the conversion. What a challenge!


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Mar 15 2012, 12:10pm

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the Ides of March. I wonder if this, in any capacity, was on the Professor's mind. There are many things going on this day in ME, not the least of which are the deaths of Denethor and Theoden. And of course, the killing of the Witch King by Eowyn. I don't know if any true parallels can be drawn, but it seems awfully coincidental.

A few harmless flakes working together can unleash an avalanche of destruction.


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Mar 15 2012, 8:45pm

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Thank you for putting this day together, Gramma. Isn't the writing some of the most beautiful and heroic in the English language? There is so much to make one weep - honor and evil, grief and joy.

"Horns, horns, horns..."

"But Theoden was not utterly foresaken...One stood there still..."

"Are you going to bury me? said Merry."

"Then he laid her hand in Éomer's and stepped away, 'Call her!' he said, and he passed silently from the chamber. "

"Then Aragorn laid his hand on Merry's head, and passing his hand gently through the brown curls, he touched the eyelids, and called him by name.... ...Suddenly Merry awoke, and he said:
...'I am hungry. What is the time?' "

Big and small things that capture well the spirit of the day. Tolkien understood pathos, and I'm glad to feel it.


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Mar 16 2012, 9:25am

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I wouldn't be a bit surprised if the Good Professor was very aware of that.


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Mar 16 2012, 9:26am

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These days are filled with so much emotion... and you've picked out some of my favourites, too!


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Mar 16 2012, 8:27pm

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These scenes have to be my favorites in the entire book, not least because of the beautiful and heroic language, as you say. The horns of Rohan in the dawn, and Eowyn taking down the Witch King, and, and....

Just epic, to quote from Yavanna's thread above.

I wish I could remember from my very first reading so many years ago whether I knew Dernhelm was Eowyn before she revealed herself. I suspect not. What a moment!

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Do we walk in legends or on the green earth in the daylight?

A man may do both. For not we but those who come after will make the legends of our time. The green earth, say you? That is a mighty matter of legend, though you tread it under the light of day!

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