Lyrd of the Ryngs - Return of Good Architecture

Grey_Wolf · 04-02-2006, 04:13 AM

Sam had just wits enough left to thrust the halogene lamp back into his breast. "Run, Mr. Frodo!" he cried. "No, not that way! There's a sheer drop over the wall. Follow me!"

Down the road from the gate they fled. In fifty paces, with a swift bend round a jutting bastion of the cliff, it took them out of sight from the top of the Tower Complex.

They had escaped for the moment. Cowering back against the rock they drew breath, and then they clutched at their hearts. Hovering just above the ruined gate the Nazgûl Harrier's engines sent echoes all around.

In terror they stumbled on. Soon the road bent sharply eastward again and exposed them for a dreadful moment to view from the Tower. As they flitted across the road they glanced back and saw the great black shape landing on top of the battlement; then they plunged down between high rock-walls in a cutting that fell steeply to join the Morgul-road.

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04-02-2006, 04:13 AM	#34
Grey_Wolf Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mirkwood, well actually I live in North-west Scania, Sweden Posts: 9,481	Sam had just wits enough left to thrust the halogene lamp back into his breast. "Run, Mr. Frodo!" he cried. "No, not that way! There's a sheer drop over the wall. Follow me!" Down the road from the gate they fled. In fifty paces, with a swift bend round a jutting bastion of the cliff, it took them out of sight from the top of the Tower Complex. They had escaped for the moment. Cowering back against the rock they drew breath, and then they clutched at their hearts. Hovering just above the ruined gate the Nazgûl Harrier's engines sent echoes all around. In terror they stumbled on. Soon the road bent sharply eastward again and exposed them for a dreadful moment to view from the Tower. As they flitted across the road they glanced back and saw the great black shape landing on top of the battlement; then they plunged down between high rock-walls in a cutting that fell steeply to join the Morgul-road.