![]() ![]() Suddenly a sense of urgency which he did not understand came to Sam. by the tumults of the Mountain's furnaces, always that road was repaired. ![]() climbed at last, high in the upper cone, but still far from the reeking summit, to a dark entrance that gazed back east straight to the Window of the Eye in Sauron's shadow-mantled fortress. He did not know it, but he was looking at Sauron's Road from Barad-dûr to the Sammath Naur, the Chambers of Fire. guessed that if he could only struggle on just a little way further up, they would strike this path. It climbed like a rising girdle from the west and wound snakelike about the Mountain, until before it went round out of view it reached the foot of the cone upon its eastern side. As he looked up he would have given a shout, if his parched throat had allowed him for. But already Sam was more than half way up the base, and the plain of Gorgoroth was dim below him. tumbled shoulders of its great base rose for maybe three thousand feet above the plain, and above them was reared half as high again its tall central cone. He looked back, and then he looked up and he was amazed to see how far his last effort had brought him. 'I don't know,' said Sam, 'because I don't know where we're going.' 'Thank you, Sam,' said in a cracked whisper. When his will could drive him no further., he stopped and laid his master gently down. to lessen the slope, often stumbling forward, and at the last crawling. Sam struggled on as best he could, having no guidance but the will to climb as high as might be before his strength gave out. They had reached the Mountain's foot on its northern side, and a little to the westward there its long grey slopes. Whether because Frodo was so worn by his long pains., or because some gift of final strength was given to him, Sam lifted Frodo with no more difficulty than if he were carrying a hobbit-child pig-a-back. the dreadful dragging weight of the accursed Ring. He had feared that he would have barely strength to lift his master. Just tell him where to go, and he'll go.'Īs Frodo clung upon his back, arms loosely about his neck, legs clasped firmly under his arms, Sam staggered to his feet and then to his amazement he felt the burden light. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. Sam looked at him and wept in his heart, but no tears came to his dry and stinging eyes. to the dark slopes of Mount Doom towering above him, and then pitifully he began to crawl forward on his hands. Frodo groaned but with a great effort of will he staggered up and then he fell upon his knees again. 'Now for the last gasp!' said Sam as he struggled to his feet. The wind had fallen the day before., and now it came from the North and began to rise and slowly the light of the unseen Sun filtered down into the shadows where the hobbits lay. An event in the prelude to the Destruction of the One Ring see that entry for an overview: dim light of the last day of their quest found them side by side. ![]()
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