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"
Do
you
advise
me
to
look
?
"
asked
Frodo
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
do
not
counsel
you
one
way
or
the
other
.
I
am
not
a
counsellor
.
You
may
learn
something
,
and
whether
what
you
see
be
fair
or
evil
,
that
may
be
profitable
,
and
yet
it
may
not
.
Seeing
is
both
good
and
perilous
.
Yet
I
think
,
Frodo
,
that
you
have
courage
and
wisdom
enough
for
the
venture
,
or
I
would
not
have
brought
you
here
.
Do
as
you
will
!
"
"
I
will
look
,
"
said
Frodo
,
and
he
climbed
on
the
pedestal
and
bent
over
the
dark
water
.
At
once
the
Mirror
cleared
and
he
saw
a
twilit
land
.
Mountains
loomed
dark
in
the
distance
against
a
pale
sky
.
A
long
grey
road
wound
back
out
of
sight
.
Far
away
a
figure
came
slowly
down
the
road
,
faint
and
small
at
first
,
but
growing
larger
and
clearer
as
it
approached
.
Suddenly
Frodo
realized
that
it
reminded
him
of
Gandalf
.
He
almost
called
aloud
the
wizard
's
name
,
and
then
he
saw
that
the
figure
was
clothed
not
in
grey
but
in
white
,
in
a
white
that
shone
faintly
in
the
dusk
;
and
in
its
hand
there
was
a
white
staff
.
The
head
was
so
bowed
that
he
could
see
no
face
,
and
presently
the
figure
turned
aside
round
a
bend
in
the
road
and
went
out
of
the
Mirror
's
view
.
Doubt
came
into
Frodo
's
mind
:
was
this
a
vision
of
Gandalf
on
one
of
his
many
lonely
journeys
long
ago
,
or
was
it
Saruman
?
The
vision
now
changed
.
Brief
and
small
but
very
vivid
he
caught
a
glimpse
of
Bilbo
walking
restlessly
about
his
room
.
The
table
was
littered
with
disordered
papers
;
rain
was
beating
on
the
windows
.
Then
there
was
a
pause
,
and
after
it
many
swift
scenes
followed
that
Frodo
in
some
way
knew
to
be
parts
of
a
great
history
in
which
he
had
become
involved
.
The
mist
cleared
and
he
saw
a
sight
which
he
had
never
seen
before
but
knew
at
once
:
the
Sea
.
Darkness
fell
.
The
sea
rose
and
raged
in
a
great
storm
.
Then
he
saw
against
the
Sun
,
sinking
blood-red
into
a
wrack
of
clouds
,
the
black
outline
of
a
tall
ship
with
torn
sails
riding
up
out
of
the
West
.
Then
a
wide
river
flowing
through
a
populous
city
.
Then
a
white
fortress
with
seven
towers
.
And
then
again
a
ship
with
black
sails
,
but
now
it
was
morning
again
,
and
the
water
rippled
with
light
,
and
a
banner
bearing
the
emblem
of
a
white
tree
shone
in
the
sun
.
A
smoke
as
of
fire
and
battle
arose
,
and
again
the
sun
went
down
in
a
burning
red
that
faded
into
a
grey
mist
;
and
into
the
mist
a
small
ship
passed
away
,
twinkling
with
lights
.
It
vanished
,
and
Frodo
sighed
and
prepared
to
draw
away
.
But
suddenly
the
Mirror
went
altogether
dark
,
as
dark
as
if
a
hole
had
opened
in
the
world
of
sight
,
and
Frodo
looked
into
emptiness
.
In
the
black
abyss
there
appeared
a
single
Eye
that
slowly
grew
.
until
it
filled
nearly
all
the
Mirror
.
So
terrible
was
it
that
Frodo
stood
rooted
,
unable
to
cry
out
or
to
withdraw
his
gaze
.
The
Eye
was
rimmed
with
fire
,
but
was
itself
glazed
,
yellow
as
a
cat
's
,
watchful
and
intent
,
and
the
black
slit
of
its
pupil
opened
on
a
pit
,
a
window
into
nothing
.
Then
the
Eye
began
to
rove
,
searching
this
way
and
that
;
and
Frodo
knew
with
certainty
and
horror
that
among
the
many
things
that
it
sought
he
himself
was
one
.
But
he
also
knew
that
it
could
not
see
him-not
yet
,
not
unless
he
willed
it
.
The
Ring
that
hung
upon
its
chain
about
his
neck
grew
heavy
,
heavier
than
a
great
stone
,
and
his
head
was
dragged
downwards
.
The
Mirror
seemed
to
be
growing
hot
and
curls
of
steam
were
rising
from
the
water
.
He
was
slipping
forward
.
"
Do
not
touch
the
water
!
"
said
the
Lady
Galadriel
softly
.
The
vision
faded
,
and
Frodo
found
that
he
was
looking
at
the
cool
stars
twinkling
in
the
silver
basin
.
He
stepped
back
shaking
all
over
and
looked
at
the
Lady
.
