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So
the
days
slipped
away
,
as
each
morning
dawned
bright
and
fair
,
and
each
evening
followed
cool
and
clear
.
But
autumn
was
waning
fast
;
slowly
the
golden
light
faded
to
pale
silver
,
and
the
lingering
leaves
fell
from
the
naked
trees
.
A
wind
began
to
blow
chill
from
the
Misty
Mountains
to
the
east
.
The
Hunter
's
Moon
waxed
round
in
the
night
sky
,
and
put
to
flight
all
the
lesser
stars
.
But
low
in
the
South
one
star
shone
red
.
Every
night
,
as
the
Moon
waned
again
,
it
shone
brighter
and
brighter
.
Frodo
could
see
it
from
his
window
,
deep
in
the
heavens
burning
like
a
watchful
eye
that
glared
above
the
trees
on
the
brink
of
the
valley
.
The
hobbits
had
been
nearly
two
months
in
the
House
of
Elrond
,
and
November
had
gone
by
with
the
last
shreds
of
autumn
,
and
December
was
passing
,
when
the
scouts
began
to
return
.
Some
had
gone
north
beyond
the
springs
of
the
Hoarwell
into
the
Ettenmoors
;
and
others
had
gone
west
,
and
with
the
help
of
Aragorn
and
the
Rangers
had
searched
the
lands
far
down
the
Greyflood
,
as
far
as
Tharbad
,
where
the
old
North
Road
crossed
the
river
by
a
ruined
town
.
Many
had
gone
east
and
south
;
and
some
of
these
had
crossed
the
Mountains
and
entered
Mirkwood
,
while
others
had
climbed
the
pass
at
the
source
of
the
Gladden
River
,
and
had
come
down
into
Wilderland
and
over
the
Gladden
Fields
and
so
at
length
had
reached
the
old
home
of
Radagast
at
Rhosgobel
.
Radagast
was
not
there
;
and
they
had
returned
over
the
high
pass
that
was
called
the
Dimrill
Stair
.
The
sons
of
Elrond
,
Elladan
and
Elrohir
,
were
the
last
to
return
;
they
had
made
a
great
journey
,
passing
down
the
Silverlode
into
a
strange
country
,
but
of
their
errand
they
would
not
speak
to
any
save
to
Elrond
.
In
no
region
had
the
messengers
discovered
any
signs
or
tidings
of
the
Riders
or
other
servants
of
the
Enemy
.
Even
from
the
Eagles
of
the
Misty
Mountains
they
had
learned
no
fresh
news
.
Nothing
had
been
seen
or
heard
of
Gollum
;
but
the
wild
wolves
were
still
gathering
,
and
were
hunting
again
far
up
the
Great
River
.
Three
of
the
black
horses
had
been
found
at
once
drowned
in
the
flooded
Ford
.
On
the
rocks
of
the
rapids
below
it
searchers
discovered
the
bodies
of
five
more
,
and
also
a
long
black
cloak
,
slashed
and
tattered
.
Of
the
Black
Riders
no
other
trace
was
to
be
seen
,
and
nowhere
was
their
presence
to
be
felt
.
It
seemed
that
they
had
vanished
from
the
North
.
"
Eight
out
of
the
Nine
are
accounted
for
at
least
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
It
is
rash
to
be
too
sure
,
yet
I
think
that
we
may
hope
now
that
the
Ringwraiths
were
scattered
,
and
have
been
obliged
to
return
as
best
they
could
to
their
Master
in
Mordor
,
empty
and
shapeless
.
"
If
that
is
so
,
it
will
be
some
time
before
they
can
begin
the
hunt
again
.
Of
course
the
Enemy
has
other
servants
,
but
they
will
have
to
journey
all
the
way
to
the
borders
of
Rivendell
before
they
can
pick
up
our
trail
.
And
if
we
are
careful
that
will
be
hard
to
find
.
But
we
must
delay
no
longer
.
"
Elrond
summoned
the
hobbits
to
him
.
He
looked
gravely
at
Frodo
.
"
The
time
has
come
,
"
he
said
.
"
If
the
Ring
is
to
set
out
,
it
must
go
soon
.
But
those
who
go
with
it
must
not
count
on
their
errand
being
aided
by
war
or
force
.
They
must
pass
into
the
domain
of
the
Enemy
far
from
aid
.
Do
you
still
hold
to
your
word
,
Frodo
,
that
you
will
be
the
Ring-bearer
?
"
"
I
do
,
"
said
Frodo
.
"
I
will
go
with
Sam
.
"
"
Then
I
can
not
help
you
much
,
not
even
with
counsel
,
"
said
Elrond
.
"
I
can
foresee
very
little
of
your
road
;
and
how
your
task
is
to
be
achieved
I
do
not
know
.
