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I
fear
that
your
heart
spoke
truly
,
Legolas
:
it
is
thrice
twelve
hours
,
I
guess
,
since
the
Orcs
stood
where
we
now
stand
.
If
they
held
to
their
pace
,
then
at
sundown
yesterday
they
would
reach
the
borders
of
Fangorn
.
'
'
I
can
see
nothing
away
north
or
west
but
grass
dwindling
into
mist
,
'
said
Gimli
.
'
Could
we
see
the
forest
,
if
we
climbed
the
hills
?
'
'
It
is
still
far
away
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
If
I
remember
rightly
,
these
downs
run
eight
leagues
or
more
to
the
north
,
and
then
north-west
to
the
issuing
of
the
Entwash
there
lies
still
a
wide
land
.
another
fifteen
leagues
it
may
be
.
'
'
Well
,
let
us
go
on
,
'
said
Gimli
.
'M
y
legs
must
forget
the
miles
.
They
would
be
more
willing
,
if
my
heart
were
less
heavy
.
'
The
sun
was
sinking
when
at
last
they
drew
near
to
the
end
of
the
line
of
downs
.
For
many
hours
they
had
marched
without
rest
.
They
were
going
slowly
now
,
and
Gimli
's
back
was
bent
.
Stone-hard
are
the
Dwarves
in
labour
or
journey
,
but
this
endless
chase
began
to
tell
on
him
,
as
all
hope
failed
in
his
heart
.
Aragorn
walked
behind
him
,
grim
and
silent
,
stooping
now
and
again
to
scan
some
print
or
mark
upon
the
ground
.
Only
Legolas
still
stepped
as
lightly
as
ever
,
his
feet
hardly
seeming
to
press
the
grass
.
leaving
no
footprints
as
he
passed
;
but
in
the
waybread
of
the
Elves
he
found
all
the
sustenance
that
he
needed
,
and
he
could
sleep
,
if
sleep
it
could
be
called
by
Men
,
resting
his
mind
in
the
strange
paths
of
elvish
dreams
,
even
as
he
walked
open-eyed
in
the
light
of
this
world
.
'
Let
us
go
up
on
to
this
green
hill
!
'
he
said
.
Wearily
they
followed
him
,
climbing
the
long
slope
,
until
they
came
out
upon
the
top
.
It
was
a
round
hill
smooth
and
bare
,
standing
by
itself
,
the
most
northerly
of
the
downs
.
The
sun
sank
and
the
shadows
of
evening
fell
like
a
curtain
.
They
were
alone
in
a
grey
formless
world
without
mark
or
measure
.
Only
far
away
north-west
there
was
a
deeper
darkness
against
the
dying
light
:
the
Mountains
of
Mist
and
the
forest
at
their
feet
.
'N
othing
can
we
see
to
guide
us
here
,
'
said
Gimli
.
'
Well
,
now
we
must
halt
again
and
wear
the
night
away
.
It
is
growing
cold
!
'
'
The
wind
is
north
from
the
snows
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
And
ere
morning
it
will
be
in
the
East
,
'
said
Legolas
.
'
But
rest
if
you
must
.
Yet
do
not
cast
all
hope
away
.
Tomorrow
is
unknown
.
Rede
oft
is
found
at
the
rising
of
the
Sun
.
'
