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Across
the
mouth
of
the
pass
,
from
cliff
to
cliff
,
the
Dark
Lord
had
built
a
rampart
of
stone
.
In
it
there
was
a
single
gate
of
iron
,
and
upon
its
battlement
sentinels
paced
unceasingly
.
Beneath
the
hills
on
either
side
the
rock
was
bored
into
a
hundred
caves
and
maggot-holes
:
there
a
host
of
orcs
lurked
,
ready
at
a
signal
to
issue
forth
like
black
ants
going
to
war
.
None
could
pass
the
Teeth
of
Mordor
and
not
feel
their
bite
,
unless
they
were
summoned
by
Sauron
,
or
knew
the
secret
passwords
that
would
open
the
Morannon
,
the
black
gate
of
his
land
.
The
two
hobbits
gazed
at
the
towers
and
the
wall
in
despair
.
Even
from
a
distance
they
could
see
in
the
dim
light
the
movement
of
the
black
guards
upon
the
wall
,
and
the
patrols
before
the
gate
.
They
lay
now
peering
over
the
edge
of
a
rocky
hollow
beneath
the
out-stretched
shadow
of
the
northmost
buttress
of
Ephel
Dúath
.
Winging
the
heavy
air
in
a
straight
flight
a
crow
,
maybe
,
would
have
flown
but
a
furlong
from
their
hiding-place
to
the
black
summit
of
the
nearer
tower
.
A
faint
smoke
curled
above
it
,
as
if
fire
smouldered
in
the
hill
beneath
.
Day
came
,
and
the
fallow
sun
blinked
over
the
lifeless
ridges
of
Ered
Lithui
.
Then
suddenly
the
cry
of
brazen-throated
trumpets
was
heard
:
from
the
watch-towers
they
blared
,
and
far
away
from
hidden
holds
and
outposts
in
the
hills
came
answering
calls
;
and
further
still
,
remote
but
deep
and
ominous
,
there
echoed
in
the
hollow
land
beyond
the
mighty
horns
and
drums
of
Barad-dûr
.
Another
dreadful
day
of
fear
and
toil
had
come
to
Mordor
;
and
the
night-guards
were
summoned
to
their
dungeons
and
deep
halls
,
and
the
day-guards
,
evil-eyed
and
fell
,
were
marching
to
their
posts
.
Steel
gleamed
dimly
on
the
battlement
.
'
Well
,
here
we
are
!
'
said
Sam
.
'
Here
's
the
Gate
,
and
it
looks
to
me
as
if
that
's
about
as
far
as
we
are
ever
going
to
get
.
My
word
,
but
the
Gaffer
would
have
a
thing
or
two
to
say
,
if
he
saw
me
now
!
Often
said
I
'd
come
to
a
bad
end
,
if
I
did
n't
watch
my
step
,
he
did
.
But
now
I
do
n't
suppose
I
'll
ever
see
the
old
fellow
again
.
He
'll
miss
his
chance
of
I
told
'
ee
so
,
Sam
:
more
's
the
pity
.
He
could
go
on
telling
me
as
long
as
he
'd
got
breath
,
if
only
I
could
see
his
old
face
again
.
But
I
'd
have
to
get
a
wash
first
,
or
he
would
n't
know
me
.
'
I
suppose
it
's
no
good
asking
"
what
way
do
we
go
now
?
"
We
ca
n't
go
no
further-unless
we
want
to
ask
the
orcs
for
a
lift
.
'
'
No
,
no
!
'
said
Gollum
.
'
No
use
.
We
ca
n't
go
further
.
Sméagol
said
so
.
He
said
:
we
'll
go
to
the
Gate
,
and
then
we
'll
see
.
And
we
do
see
.
O
yes
.
my
precious
,
we
do
see
.
Sméagol
knew
hobbits
could
not
go
this
way
.
O
yes
.
Sméagol
knew
'
'
Then
what
the
plague
did
you
bring
us
here
for
?
'
said
Sam
,
not
feeling
in
the
mood
to
be
just
or
reasonable
.
'
Master
said
so
.
Master
says
:
Bring
us
to
the
Gate
.
So
good
Sméagol
does
so
.
Master
said
so
,
wise
master
.
'
