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Here
is
the
Sword
that
was
Broken
and
is
forged
again
!
Will
you
aid
me
or
thwart
me
?
Choose
swiftly
!
'
Gimli
and
Legolas
looked
at
their
companion
in
amazement
,
for
they
had
not
seen
him
in
this
mood
before
.
He
seemed
to
have
grown
in
stature
while
Éomer
had
shrunk
;
and
in
his
living
face
they
caught
a
brief
vision
of
the
power
and
majesty
of
the
kings
of
stone
.
For
a
moment
it
seemed
to
the
eyes
of
Legolas
that
a
white
flame
flickered
on
the
brows
of
Aragorn
like
a
shining
crown
.
Éomer
stepped
back
and
a
look
of
awe
was
in
his
face
.
He
cast
down
his
proud
eyes
.
'
These
are
indeed
strange
days
,
'
he
muttered
.
'D
reams
and
legends
spring
to
life
out
of
the
grass
.
'
Tell
me
,
lord
,
'
he
said
,
'
what
brings
you
here
?
And
what
was
the
meaning
of
the
dark
words
?
Long
has
Boromir
son
of
Denethor
been
gone
seeking
an
answer
,
and
the
horse
that
we
lent
him
came
back
riderless
.
What
doom
do
you
bring
out
of
the
North
?
'
'
The
doom
of
choice
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
You
may
say
this
to
Théoden
son
of
Thengel
:
open
war
lies
before
him
,
with
Sauron
or
against
him
.
None
may
live
now
as
they
have
lived
,
and
few
shall
keep
what
they
call
their
own
.
But
of
these
great
matters
we
will
speak
later
.
If
chance
allows
,
I
will
come
myself
to
the
king
.
Now
I
am
in
great
need
,
and
I
ask
for
help
,
or
at
least
for
tidings
.
You
heard
that
we
are
pursuing
an
orc-host
that
carried
off
our
friends
.
What
can
you
tell
us
?
'
'
That
you
need
not
pursue
them
further
,
'
said
Éomer
.
'
The
Orcs
are
destroyed
.
'
'
And
our
friends
?
'
'
We
found
none
but
Orcs
.
'
'
But
that
is
strange
indeed
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
'D
id
you
search
the
slain
?
Were
there
no
bodies
other
than
those
of
orc-kind
?
They
would
be
small
.
Only
children
to
your
eyes
,
unshod
but
clad
in
grey
.
'
'
There
were
no
dwarves
nor
children
,
'
said
Éomer
.
'
We
counted
all
the
slain
and
despoiled
them
,
and
then
we
piled
the
carcases
and
burned
them
,
as
is
our
custom
.
The
ashes
are
smoking
still
.
'
