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mount doom 1223<br />

time, but it didn’t quite. A steady pace for a few more miles,<br />

and then a rest.’<br />

He was taking a far greater risk than he knew; but Frodo<br />

was too much occupied with his burden and with the struggle<br />

in his mind to debate, and almost too hopeless to care. They<br />

climbed on to the causeway and trudged along, down the<br />

hard cruel road that led to the Dark Tower itself. But their<br />

luck held, and for the rest of that day they met no living or<br />

moving thing; and when night fell they vanished into the<br />

darkness of Mordor. All the land now brooded as at the<br />

coming of a great storm: for the Captains of the West had<br />

passed the Cross-roads and set flames in the deadly fields of<br />

Imlad Morgul.<br />

So the desperate journey went on, as the Ring went south<br />

and the banners of the kings rode north. For the hobbits each<br />

day, each mile, was more bitter than the one before, as their<br />

strength lessened and the land became more evil. They met<br />

no enemies by day. At times by night, as they cowered or<br />

drowsed uneasily in some hiding beside the road, they heard<br />

cries and the noise of many feet or the swift passing of some<br />

cruelly ridden steed. But far worse than all such perils was<br />

the ever-approaching threat that beat upon them as they<br />

went: the dreadful menace of the Power that waited, brooding<br />

in deep thought and sleepless malice behind the dark veil<br />

about its Throne. Nearer and nearer it drew, looming blacker,<br />

like the oncoming of a wall of night at the last end of the<br />

world.<br />

There came at last a dreadful nightfall; and even as the<br />

Captains of the West drew near to the end of the living lands,<br />

the two wanderers came to an hour of blank despair. Four<br />

days had passed since they had escaped from the orcs, but<br />

the time lay behind them like an ever-darkening dream. All<br />

this last day Frodo had not spoken, but had walked halfbowed,<br />

often stumbling, as if his eyes no longer saw the way<br />

before his feet. Sam guessed that among all their pains he<br />

bore the worst, the growing weight of the Ring, a burden on<br />

the body and a torment to his mind. Anxiously Sam had

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