05-08-2003, 09:52 PM
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Shade of Carn Dūm
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Road to Rivendell: 2491 miles from Hobbiton, with Frodo and Sam, homeward bound
Posts: 365
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Dang...that Bald Hill doesn't seem any closer today than it did yesterday! If anyone ahead of me happens to see Tom, tell him to send Fatty Lumpkin thisaway. I need a ride!!
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I so love your posts. What a breath of fresh Middle-Earth air!
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Helen: Thank you...what a nice thing to say!
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Just behind them a large branch fell from an old overhanging tree with a crash into the path. The trees seemed to close in before them...
He (Merry) spoke cheerfully, and if he felt any great anxiety, he did not show it. The others did not answer. They were depressed. A heavy weight was settling steadily on Frodo's heart, and he regretted now with every step forward that he had ever thought of challenging the menace of the trees. He was, indeed, just about to stop and propose going back (if that was still possible), when things took a new turn. The path stopped climbing, and became for a while nearly level. The dark trees drew aside, and ahead they could see the path going almost straight forward. Before them, but some distance off, there stood a green hill-top, treeless, rising like a bald head out of the encircling wood. The path seemed to be making directly for it.
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"It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..."
"If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."
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