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Then
Aragorn
led
the
way
,
and
such
was
the
strength
of
his
will
in
that
hour
that
all
the
Dúnedain
and
their
horses
followed
him
.
And
indeed
the
love
that
the
horses
of
the
Rangers
bore
for
their
riders
was
so
great
that
they
were
willing
to
face
even
the
terror
of
the
Door
,
if
their
masters
'
hearts
were
steady
as
they
walked
beside
them
.
But
Arod
,
the
horse
of
Rohan
,
refused
the
way
,
and
he
stood
sweating
and
trembling
in
a
fear
that
was
grievous
to
see
.
Then
Legolas
laid
his
hands
on
his
eyes
and
sang
some
words
that
went
soft
in
the
gloom
,
until
he
suffered
himself
to
be
led
,
and
Legolas
passed
in
.
And
there
stood
Gimli
the
Dwarf
left
all
alone
.
His
knees
shook
,
and
he
was
wroth
with
himself
.
'
Here
is
a
thing
unheard
of
!
'
he
said
.
'
An
Elf
will
go
underground
and
a
Dwarf
dare
not
!
'
With
that
he
plunged
in
.
But
it
seemed
to
him
that
he
dragged
his
feet
like
lead
over
the
threshold
;
and
at
once
a
blindness
came
upon
him
,
even
upon
Gimli
Glóin
's
son
who
had
walked
unafraid
in
many
deep
places
of
the
world
.
Aragorn
had
brought
torches
from
Dunharrow
,
and
now
he
went
ahead
bearing
one
aloft
;
and
Elladan
with
another
went
at
the
rear
,
and
Gimli
,
stumbling
behind
,
strove
to
overtake
him
.
He
could
see
nothing
but
the
dim
flame
of
the
torches
;
but
if
the
company
halted
,
there
seemed
an
endless
whisper
of
voices
all
about
him
,
a
murmur
of
words
in
no
tongue
that
he
had
ever
heard
before
.
Nothing
assailed
the
company
nor
withstood
their
passage
,
and
yet
steadily
fear
grew
on
the
Dwarf
as
he
went
on
:
most
of
all
because
he
knew
now
that
there
could
be
no
turning
back
;
all
the
paths
behind
were
thronged
by
an
unseen
host
that
followed
in
the
dark
.
So
time
unreckoned
passed
,
until
Gimli
saw
a
sight
that
he
was
ever
afterwards
loth
to
recall
.
The
road
was
wide
,
as
far
as
he
could
judge
,
but
now
the
company
came
suddenly
into
a
great
empty
space
,
and
there
were
no
longer
any
walls
upon
either
side
.
The
dread
was
so
heavy
on
him
that
he
could
hardly
walk
.
Away
to
the
left
something
glittered
in
the
gloom
as
Aragorn
's
torch
drew
near
.
Then
Aragorn
halted
and
went
to
look
what
it
might
be
.
'
Does
he
feel
no
fear
?
'
muttered
the
Dwarf
.
'
In
any
other
cave
Gimli
Glóin
's
son
would
have
been
the
first
to
run
to
the
gleam
of
gold
.
But
not
here
!
Let
it
lie
!
'
Nonetheless
he
drew
near
,
and
saw
Aragorn
kneeling
,
while
Elladan
held
aloft
both
torches
.
Before
him
were
the
bones
of
a
mighty
man
.
He
had
been
clad
in
mail
,
and
still
his
harness
lay
there
whole
;
for
the
cavern
's
air
was
as
dry
as
dust
,
and
his
hauberk
was
gilded
.
His
belt
was
of
gold
and
garnets
,
and
rich
with
gold
was
the
helm
upon
his
bony
head
face
downward
on
the
floor
.
He
had
fallen
near
the
far
wall
of
the
cave
,
as
now
could
be
seen
,
and
before
him
stood
a
stony
door
closed
fast
:
his
finger-bones
were
still
clawing
at
the
cracks
.
A
notched
and
broken
sword
lay
by
him
,
as
if
he
had
hewn
at
the
rock
in
his
last
despair
.
Aragorn
did
not
touch
him
,
but
after
gazing
silently
for
a
while
he
rose
and
sighed
.
'
Hither
shall
the
flowers
of
simbelmynë
come
never
unto
world
's
end
,
'
he
murmured
.
'
Nine
mounds
and
seven
there
are
now
green
with
grass
,
and
through
all
the
long
years
he
has
lain
at
the
door
that
he
could
not
unlock
.
Whither
does
it
lead
?
Why
would
he
pass
?
None
shall
ever
know
!
