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'
Strange
indeed
,
'
said
Legolas
.
'
In
that
hour
I
looked
on
Aragorn
and
thought
how
great
and
terrible
a
Lord
he
might
have
become
in
the
strength
of
his
will
,
had
he
taken
the
Ring
to
himself
.
Not
for
naught
does
Mordor
fear
him
.
But
nobler
is
his
spirit
than
the
understanding
of
Sauron
;
for
is
he
not
of
the
children
of
Lúthien
?
Never
shall
that
line
fail
,
though
the
years
may
lengthen
beyond
count
.
'
'
Beyond
the
eyes
of
the
Dwarves
are
such
foretellings
,
'
said
Gimli
.
'
But
mighty
indeed
was
Aragorn
that
day
.
Lo
!
all
the
black
fleet
was
in
his
hands
;
and
he
chose
the
greatest
ship
to
be
his
own
,
and
he
went
up
into
it
.
Then
he
let
sound
a
great
concourse
of
trumpets
taken
from
the
enemy
;
and
the
Shadow
Host
withdrew
to
the
shore
.
There
they
stood
silent
,
hardly
to
be
seen
,
save
for
a
red
gleam
in
their
eyes
that
caught
the
glare
of
the
ships
that
were
burning
.
And
Aragorn
spoke
in
a
loud
voice
to
the
Dead
Men
,
crying
:
'
"
Hear
now
the
words
of
the
Heir
of
Isildur
!
Your
oath
is
fulfilled
.
Go
back
and
trouble
not
the
valleys
ever
again
!
Depart
and
be
at
rest
!
"
'
And
thereupon
the
King
of
the
Dead
stood
out
before
the
host
and
broke
his
spear
and
cast
it
down
.
Then
he
bowed
low
and
turned
away
;
and
swiftly
the
whole
grey
host
drew
off
and
vanished
like
a
mist
that
is
driven
back
by
a
sudden
wind
;
and
it
seemed
to
me
that
I
awoke
from
a
dream
.
'
That
night
we
rested
while
others
laboured
.
For
there
were
many
captives
set
free
,
and
many
slaves
released
who
had
been
folk
of
Gondor
taken
in
raids
;
and
soon
also
there
was
a
great
gathering
of
men
out
of
Lebennin
and
the
Ethir
,
and
Angbor
of
Lamedon
came
up
with
all
the
horsemen
that
he
could
muster
.
Now
that
the
fear
of
the
Dead
was
removed
they
came
to
aid
us
and
to
look
on
the
Heir
of
Isildur
;
for
the
rumour
of
that
name
had
run
like
fire
in
the
dark
.
'
And
that
is
near
the
end
of
our
tale
.
For
during
that
evening
and
night
many
ships
were
made
ready
and
manned
;
and
in
the
morning
the
fleet
set
forth
.
Long
past
it
now
seems
,
yet
it
was
but
the
morn
of
the
day
ere
yesterday
,
the
sixth
since
we
rode
from
Dunharrow
.
But
still
Aragorn
was
driven
by
fear
that
time
was
too
short
.
'
"
It
is
forty
leagues
and
two
from
Pelargir
to
the
landings
at
the
Harlond
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yet
to
the
Harlond
we
must
come
tomorrow
or
fail
utterly
.
"
'
The
oars
were
now
wielded
by
free
men
,
and
manfully
they
laboured
;
yet
slowly
we
passed
up
the
Great
River
,
for
we
strove
against
its
stream
,
and
though
that
is
not
swift
down
in
the
South
,
we
had
no
help
of
wind
.
Heavy
would
my
heart
have
been
,
for
all
our
victory
at
the
havens
,
if
Legolas
had
not
laughed
suddenly
.
'
"
Up
with
your
beard
,
Durin
's
son
!
"
he
said
.
"
For
thus
is
it
spoken
:
Oft
hope
is
born
,
when
all
is
forlorn
.
"
But
what
hope
he
saw
from
afar
he
would
not
tell
.
When
night
came
it
did
but
deepen
the
darkness
,
and
our
hearts
were
hot
,
for
away
in
the
North
we
saw
a
red
glow
under
the
cloud
,
and
Aragorn
said
:
"
Minas
Tirith
is
burning
.
"
