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Gandalf
laughed
grimly
.
'
You
see
?
Already
you
too
,
Frodo
,
can
not
easily
let
it
go
,
nor
will
to
damage
it
.
And
I
could
not
"
make
"
you
--
except
by
force
,
which
would
break
your
mind
.
But
as
for
breaking
the
Ring
,
force
is
useless
.
Even
if
you
took
it
and
struck
it
with
a
heavy
sledge-hammer
,
it
would
make
no
dint
in
it
.
It
can
not
be
unmade
by
your
hands
,
or
by
mine
.
'
Your
small
fire
,
of
course
,
would
not
melt
even
ordinary
gold
.
This
Ring
has
already
passed
through
it
unscathed
,
and
even
unheated
.
But
there
is
no
smith
's
forge
in
this
Shire
that
could
change
it
at
all
.
Not
even
the
anvils
and
furnaces
of
the
Dwarves
could
do
that
.
It
has
been
said
that
dragon-fire
could
melt
and
consume
the
Rings
of
Power
,
but
there
is
not
now
any
dragon
left
on
earth
in
which
the
old
fire
is
hot
enough
;
nor
was
there
ever
any
dragon
,
not
even
Ancalagon
the
Black
,
who
could
have
harmed
the
One
Ring
,
the
Ruling
Ring
,
for
that
was
made
by
Sauron
himself
.
There
is
only
one
way
:
to
find
the
Cracks
of
Doom
in
the
depths
of
Orodruin
,
the
Fire-mountain
,
and
cast
the
Ring
in
there
,
if
you
really
wish
to
destroy
it
,
to
put
it
beyond
the
grasp
of
the
Enemy
for
ever
.
'
'
I
do
really
wish
to
destroy
it
!
'
cried
Frodo
.
'
Or
,
well
,
to
have
it
destroyed
.
I
am
not
made
for
perilous
quests
.
I
wish
I
had
never
seen
the
Ring
!
Why
did
it
come
to
me
?
Why
was
I
chosen
?
'
'S
uch
questions
can
not
be
answered
,
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
You
may
be
sure
that
it
was
not
for
any
merit
that
others
do
not
possess
:
not
for
power
or
wisdom
,
at
any
rate
.
But
you
have
been
chosen
,
and
you
must
therefore
use
such
strength
and
heart
and
wits
as
you
have
.
'
'
But
I
have
so
little
of
any
of
these
things
!
You
are
wise
and
powerful
.
Will
you
not
take
the
Ring
?
'
'N
o
!
'
cried
Gandalf
,
springing
to
his
feet
.
'
With
that
power
I
should
have
power
too
great
and
terrible
.
And
over
me
the
Ring
would
gain
a
power
still
greater
and
more
deadly
.
'
His
eyes
flashed
and
his
face
was
lit
as
by
a
fire
within
.
'D
o
not
tempt
me
!
For
I
do
not
wish
to
become
like
the
Dark
Lord
himself
.
Yet
the
way
of
the
Ring
to
my
heart
is
by
pity
,
pity
for
weakness
and
the
desire
of
strength
to
do
good
.
Do
not
tempt
me
!
I
dare
not
take
it
,
not
even
to
keep
it
safe
,
unused
.
The
wish
to
wield
it
would
be
too
great
,
for
my
strength
.
I
shall
have
such
need
of
it
.
Great
perils
lie
before
me
.
'
He
went
to
the
window
and
drew
aside
the
curtains
and
the
shutters
.
Sunlight
streamed
back
again
into
the
room
.
Sam
passed
along
the
path
outside
whistling
.
'
And
now
,
'
said
the
wizard
,
turning
back
to
Frodo
,
'
the
decision
lies
with
you
.
But
I
will
always
help
you
.
'
He
laid
his
hand
on
Frodo
's
shoulder
.
'
I
will
help
you
bear
this
burden
,
as
long
as
it
is
yours
to
bear
.
But
we
must
do
something
,
soon
.
The
Enemy
is
moving
.
'
There
was
a
long
silence
.
Gandalf
sat
down
again
and
puffed
at
his
pipe
,
as
if
lost
in
thought
.
His
eyes
seemed
closed
,
but
under
the
lids
he
was
watching
Frodo
intently
.
Frodo
gazed
fixedly
at
the
red
embers
on
the
hearth
,
until
they
filled
all
his
vision
,
and
he
seemed
to
be
looking
down
into
profound
wells
of
fire
.
He
was
thinking
of
the
fabled
Cracks
of
Doom
and
the
terror
of
the
Fiery
Mountain
.
'
Well
!
'
said
Gandalf
at
last
.
'
What
are
you
thinking
about
?
Have
you
decided
what
to
do
?
'
