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'
I
looked
out
to
see
the
dawn
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
What
of
the
dawn
?
'
they
jeered
.
'
We
are
the
Uruk-hai
:
we
do
not
stop
the
fight
for
night
or
day
,
for
fair
weather
or
for
storm
.
We
come
to
kill
,
by
sun
or
moon
.
What
of
the
dawn
?
'
'N
one
knows
what
the
new
day
shall
bring
him
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
Get
you
gone
,
ere
it
turn
to
your
evil
.
'
'
Get
down
or
we
will
shoot
you
from
the
wall
,
'
they
cried
.
'
This
is
no
parley
.
You
have
nothing
to
say
.
'
'
I
have
still
this
to
say
,
'
answered
Aragorn
.
'N
o
enemy
has
yet
taken
the
Hornburg
.
Depart
,
or
not
one
of
you
will
be
spared
.
Not
one
will
be
left
alive
to
take
back
tidings
to
the
North
.
You
do
not
know
your
peril
.
'
So
great
a
power
and
royalty
was
revealed
in
Aragorn
,
as
he
stood
there
alone
above
the
ruined
gates
before
the
host
of
his
enemies
,
that
many
of
the
wild
men
paused
,
and
looked
back
over
their
shoulders
to
the
valley
,
and
some
looked
up
doubtfully
at
the
sky
.
But
the
Orcs
laughed
with
loud
voices
;
and
a
hail
of
darts
and
arrows
whistled
over
the
wall
,
as
Aragorn
leaped
down
.
There
was
a
roar
and
a
blast
of
fire
.
The
archway
of
the
gate
above
which
he
had
stood
a
moment
before
crumbled
and
crashed
in
smoke
and
dust
.
The
barricade
was
scattered
as
if
by
a
thunderbolt
.
Aragorn
ran
to
the
king
's
tower
.
But
even
as
the
gate
fell
,
and
the
Orcs
about
it
yelled
,
preparing
to
charge
,
a
murmur
arose
behind
them
.
like
a
wind
in
the
distance
,
and
it
grew
to
a
clamour
of
many
voices
crying
strange
news
in
the
dawn
.
The
Orcs
upon
the
Rock
,
hearing
the
rumour
of
dismay
,
wavered
and
looked
back
.
And
then
,
sudden
and
terrible
,
from
the
tower
above
,
the
sound
of
the
great
horn
of
Helm
rang
out
.
All
that
heard
that
sound
trembled
.
Many
of
the
Orcs
cast
themselves
on
their
faces
and
covered
their
ears
with
their
claws
.
Back
from
the
Deep
the
echoes
came
,
blast
upon
blast
,
as
if
on
every
cliff
and
hill
a
mighty
herald
stood
.
But
on
the
walls
men
looked
up
,
listening
with
wonder
;
for
the
echoes
did
not
die
.
Ever
the
horn-blasts
wound
on
among
the
hills
;
nearer
now
and
louder
they
answered
one
to
another
,
blowing
fierce
and
free
.
