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the land of shadow 1207<br />

and sliding stones. There the last living things gave up their<br />

struggle; the tops of the Morgai were grassless, bare, jagged,<br />

barren as a slate.<br />

After much wandering and search they found a way that<br />

they could climb, and with a last hundred feet of clawing<br />

scramble they were up. They came to a cleft between two<br />

dark crags, and passing through found themselves on the<br />

very edge of the last fence of Mordor. Below them, at the<br />

bottom of a fall of some fifteen hundred feet, lay the inner<br />

plain stretching away into a formless gloom beyond their<br />

sight. The wind of the world blew now from the West, and<br />

the great clouds were lifted high, floating away eastward; but<br />

still only a grey light came to the dreary fields of Gorgoroth.<br />

There smokes trailed on the ground and lurked in hollows,<br />

and fumes leaked from fissures in the earth.<br />

Still far away, forty miles at least, they saw Mount Doom,<br />

its feet founded in ashen ruin, its huge cone rising to a great<br />

height, where its reeking head was swathed in cloud. Its fires<br />

were now dimmed, and it stood in smouldering slumber, as<br />

threatening and dangerous as a sleeping beast. Behind it there<br />

hung a vast shadow, ominous as a thunder-cloud, the veils<br />

of Barad-dûr that was reared far away upon a long spur<br />

of the Ashen Mountains thrust down from the North. The<br />

Dark Power was deep in thought, and the Eye turned inward,<br />

pondering tidings of doubt and danger: a bright sword, and<br />

a stern and kingly face it saw, and for a while it gave little<br />

thought to other things; and all its great stronghold, gate<br />

on gate, and tower on tower, was wrapped in a brooding<br />

gloom.<br />

Frodo and Sam gazed out in mingled loathing and wonder<br />

on this hateful land. Between them and the smoking mountain,<br />

and about it north and south, all seemed ruinous and<br />

dead, a desert burned and choked. They wondered how the<br />

Lord of this realm maintained and fed his slaves and his<br />

armies. Yet armies he had. As far as their eyes could reach,<br />

along the skirts of the Morgai and away southward, there<br />

were camps, some of tents, some ordered like small towns.

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