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"
There
lies
the
fastness
of
Southern
Mirkwood
,
"
said
Haldir
.
"
It
is
clad
in
a
forest
of
dark
fir
,
where
the
trees
strive
one
against
another
and
their
branches
rot
and
wither
.
In
the
midst
upon
a
stony
height
stands
Dol
Guldur
,
where
long
the
hidden
Enemy
had
his
dwelling
.
We
fear
that
now
it
is
inhabited
again
,
and
with
power
sevenfold
.
A
black
cloud
lies
often
over
it
of
late
.
In
this
high
place
you
may
see
the
two
powers
that
are
opposed
one
to
another
;
and
ever
they
strive
now
in
thought
,
but
whereas
the
light
perceives
the
very
heart
of
the
darkness
,
its
own
secret
has
not
been
discovered
.
Not
yet
.
"
He
turned
and
climbed
swiftly
down
,
and
they
followed
him
.
At
the
hill
's
foot
Frodo
found
Aragorn
,
standing
still
and
silent
as
a
tree
;
but
in
his
hand
was
a
small
golden
bloom
of
elanor
,
and
a
light
was
in
his
eyes
.
He
was
wrapped
in
some
fair
memory
:
and
as
Frodo
looked
at
him
he
knew
that
he
beheld
things
as
they
once
had
been
in
this
same
place
For
the
grim
years
were
removed
from
the
face
of
Aragorn
,
and
he
seemed
clothed
in
white
,
a
young
lord
tall
and
fair
;
and
he
spoke
words
in
the
Elvish
tongue
to
one
whom
Frodo
could
not
see
.
Arwen
vanimelda
,
namarie!he
said
,
and
then
he
drew
a
breath
,
and
returning
out
of
his
thought
he
looked
at
Frodo
and
smiled
.
"
Here
is
the
heart
of
Elvendom
on
earth
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
here
my
heart
dwells
ever
,
unless
there
be
a
light
beyond
the
dark
roads
that
we
still
must
tread
,
you
and
I.
Come
with
me
!
"
And
taking
Frodo
's
hand
in
his
,
he
left
the
hill
of
Cerin
Amroth
and
came
there
never
again
as
living
man
.
The
sun
was
sinking
behind
the
mountains
,
and
the
shadows
were
deepening
in
the
woods
,
when
they
went
on
again
.
Their
paths
now
went
into
thickets
where
the
dusk
had
already
gathered
.
Night
came
beneath
the
trees
as
they
walked
,
and
the
Elves
uncovered
their
silver
lamps
.
Suddenly
they
came
out
into
the
open
again
and
found
themselves
under
a
pale
evening
sky
pricked
by
a
few
early
stars
.
There
was
a
wide
treeless
space
before
them
,
running
in
a
great
circle
and
bending
away
on
either
hand
.
Beyond
it
was
a
deep
fosse
lost
in
soft
shadow
,
but
the
grass
upon
its
brink
was
green
,
as
if
it
glowed
still
in
memory
of
the
sun
that
had
gone
.
Upon
the
further
side
there
rose
to
a
great
height
a
green
wall
encircling
a
green
hill
thronged
with
mallorn-trees
taller
than
any
they
had
yet
seen
in
all
the
land
.
Their
height
could
not
be
guessed
,
but
they
stood
up
in
the
twilight
like
living
towers
.
In
their
,
many-tiered
branches
and
amid
their
ever-moving
leaves
countless
lights
were
gleaming
,
green
and
gold
and
silver
.
Haldir
turned
towards
the
Company
.
"
Welcome
to
Caras
Galadhon
!
"
he
said
.
"
Here
is
the
city
of
the
Galadhrim
where
dwell
the
Lord
Celeborn
and
Galadriel
the
Lady
of
Lorien
.
But
we
can
not
enter
here
,
for
the
gates
do
not
look
northward
.
We
must
go
round
to
the
southern
side
,
and
the
way
is
not
short
,
for
the
city
is
great
.
"
There
was
a
road
paved
with
white
stone
running
on
the
outer
brink
of
the
fosse
.
Along
this
they
went
westward
,
with
the
city
ever
climbing
up
like
a
green
cloud
upon
their
left
;
and
as
the
night
deepened
more
lights
sprang
forth
,
until
all
the
hill
seemed
afire
with
stars
.
They
came
at
last
to
a
white
bridge
,
and
crossing
found
the
great
gates
of
the
city
:
they
faced
south-west
,
set
between
the
ends
of
the
encircling
wall
that
here
overlapped
,
and
they
were
tall
and
strong
,
and
hung
with
many
lamps
.
Haldir
knocked
and
spoke
,
and
the
gates
opened
soundlessly
;
but
of
guards
Frodo
could
see
no
sign
.
The
travellers
passed
within
,
and
the
gates
shut
behind
them
.
They
were
in
a
deep
lane
between
the
ends
of
the
wall
,
and
passing
quickly
through
it
they
entered
the
City
of
the
Trees
.
No
folk
could
they
see
,
nor
hear
any
feet
upon
the
paths
;
but
there
were
many
voices
,
about
them
,
and
in
the
air
above
.
Far
away
up
on
the
hill
they
could
hear
the
sound
of
singing
falling
from
on
high
like
soft
rain
upon
leaves
.
