Chapter 21 Chapter Eight: Farewell to Lorien

That evening the members of the expedition were again summoned to the halls of Sereporn, where they were welcomed with kind words by the Emperor and Empress.Finally, Sai Lepeng finally mentioned the news that they should leave. "The time has come," she said, "those who wish to continue their journey must harden their hearts and leave, and those who do not wish to continue may stay here for the time being. Whether they go or not, no one can be sure that there will be a peaceful future , for we have come to the brink of doom. Those who wish to stay here can stay until then, until the fate of the world changes, or we call upon them to assist Lorien's last needs. Then, they can return to their land, or return to the Hall of Valor, where the heroes died in battle." There was a silence around. "They all decided to move on," Galadriel said, looking everyone in the eye.

"As for me," said Boromir, "my journey home is still ahead, and I cannot retreat." "Indeed," said Celeporn, "but will all the expedition go with you to Minas Tirith?" "We have not yet decided on our future journey," said Aragorn. "After Lothlorien, I do not know what Gandalf will do? I think he may not have thought clearly." "Perhaps," said Seleporn, "but the Anduin the Great River will be your only choice when you leave here. Some of you should know that a traveler cannot carry his luggage unless he has a boat." Came to Lorien from Gondor. Besides, the bridge of Osgiliath has been destroyed, and all the land has fallen into the sphere of influence of the devil?"

"Where are you going? The direction to Minas Tirith is on this side of the river, along the west; but the goal of the mission is on the east side of the river, along the dark river bank. Which way are you going? the banks of the river?" "If you accept my advice, we will travel along the west coast to Minas Tirith," replied Boromir, "but I am not the captain of the expedition." The others said nothing, and Aragorn looked indecision. "I can see that you don't know what to do," said Celepon. "I am not in a position to choose for you, but I can help if I can. Some of you know how to row, and the people of Legolas know the forest and Boromir from Gondor, and Aragorn that roams the lands."

"And a hobbit!" said Merry. "Not every hobbit thinks of a boat as a scourge, and our family lives by the River Spirits." "Very well," said Celepon, "then I will give you enough boats. Your means of transport must be light and small enough, because if you go by water, there will be places where you will have to carry boats. You will You'll meet the rapids around Sarn Gable, or you'll end up at Laros Falls. Not only that, but there are other dangers on the road. The boat will at least temporarily reduce your danger, and finally you must abandon the boat and go west-- Or go east."

Aragorn thanked Celepon again and again.This gift temporarily solved his problem, not only speeding up the pace of travel, but also making him not need to think about the direction to go for a short time.Others also seemed more relieved.Because no matter how many obstacles there are in the future, it is much easier to take a boat down the river than to face the danger hunched over.Only Sam was skeptical, and he still thought the ship was as terrible as a scourge; and even after all the horrors he had experienced before, he still didn't feel much better about the ship. "Everything will be ready for you at the port before noon tomorrow," said Celepon. "I will send someone to help you get ready tomorrow morning. Now, I wish you all a good sleep without dreams."

"Good night, friends!" said Galadriel. "Sleep well! Don't worry too much about tomorrow's journey. Perhaps the direction of each of you has unfolded before you, but you just didn't realize it. Good night!" The members of the expedition returned to their tents after taking their leave.Legolas was with them this time, because it was their last night in Lothlorien, and even with Queen Galadriel's assurance, they still hoped to have a meeting to discuss their future itinerary. They argued for a long time about how to go in the future, because this journey still had to fulfill their purpose of bringing the Lord of the Rings with them, but they still couldn't make a decision in the end.Obviously, most people hope to go to Minas Tirith first, at least temporarily to avoid the devil's hot pursuit.In fact, they are also willing to follow the captain into the strange land of Mordor, but Frodo has no opinion, and Aragorn is still struggling in his heart.

When Gandalf was still in the party, his original plan was to go with Boromir and take the Holy Sword to rescue Gondor.Because, he believed that the dream was the calling of his homeland, and the sons of Elendil finally had the opportunity to cleanse their stigma and defeat Sauron's evil plan.But after Gandalf's death in Moria, the great responsibility of leading the band fell to him.He knew that if Frodo refused to go with Boromir, he could not give up the Ring either.But what kind of help can he and his teammates provide besides accompanying Frodo blindly into the darkness? "Even if I were alone, I must go back to Minas Tirith, for it is my duty," said Boromir.After that he was silent for a long time, looking at Frodo as if trying to understand what he was thinking.At last he spoke, in a low voice as if arguing with himself: "If you wish to destroy the Ring," he said, "then neither arms nor war will help you, of Minas Tirith. Nor can men help you. But if you wish to destroy the army of darkness, it would be folly for you to enter Mordor without backup, and it would be folly for you to abandon it." He stopped suddenly, As if realizing that he had inadvertently said what was in his heart: "I mean, laying down your own life is a kind of folly." He quickly added: "It's a choice between defending a strong fortress and facing death. , at least, I think so."

Frodo saw new and strange emotions in Boromir's eyes, and he stared hard at Boromir.Obviously, Boromir's last sentence was against his will.It is folly to throw it away, what is "it"?Ring of Power?He had said something similar in the council, but accepted Elrond's correction at the time.Frodo looked at Aragorn, but the other seemed too lost in thought to heed Boromir's words, and so their argument ended.Merry and Pippin were asleep, and Sam began to doze, and it was late at night when they concluded their argument. In the morning, as they were beginning to pack, the Spirit who spoke the Common Tongue came to their tent and brought a great deal of food and clothing.The food is mostly a thin cake baked to a light brown outer layer and the inner layer the color of cream.Gimli picked up a piece of cake and looked at it suspiciously.

"Dry food," he said in a low voice with a look of disgust.At the same time, he quietly pinched a corner of the baked crispy cake, and carefully took a few bites.Immediately, his expression changed, and he devoured the whole piece of cake. "Don't eat any more! Don't eat!" The elves laughed and stopped him, "You have eaten enough for a whole day's journey!" "I thought it was just some kind of dry food, like something made by the people of the valley, as a substitute for food when traveling in the wild," said the dwarf. "True it is!" they answered, "but we call it lambas or road bread, and it is more nourishing than any food made by men, and it tastes much better than dry food."

"Indeed," said Gimli, "my God, this even beats the honey cakes of the Beorns. That's quite a compliment, because the Beorns are the best bakers I've ever met; and these days , and they are reluctant to give cakes to travelers. You are generous hosts!" "You're welcome, but we must ask you to eat sparingly as much as possible," they said. "Eat a little at a time, only when you are hungry, because these things are to help you through food shortages. If You don't break the exterior, keep them wrapped in leaves as they are now, and they can stay fresh for many days. Just one piece is enough for a traveler to walk all day and do many labor-intensive jobs, even if he is rice The tall men of Nastirith are no exception."

Next, the elves unpacked the clothes given to each team member, and they gave each a tailor-made hooded cloak, made of light fabrics that the tree people usually use to weave clothes. Warm silk satin.It's hard for onlookers to tell what color it is, because under the trees, they look gray like twilight, but when the cloak is in motion, or under a light source, they melt into Green like leaves, turns brown earth-like color at night, and turns water-like color under starlight.Each cloak is pinned on the body with a brooch in the shape of a green leaf with a silver border. "Are these magical cloaks?" Pippin looked at the clothes in surprise. "I don't know what you mean by that," said the Elf at the head, "they are very fine clothes, and the handwork is quite good, all made in this land. If your question is what I guess, Then the answer is yes; and these are indeed the garments of the Elves: leaves and branches, water and rocks, which have all the colors of night in the land of Lorien, and are our favorite sights. When we weave, we weave in, stitch by stitch, our nostalgia and yearning for this land; but they are still just clothes, not armor, and cannot stop arrows or swords. But to you, they should be quite Practical; these garments are light to wear, warm or cool when necessary, and they're great for hiding from unfriendly glances, whether you're walking on rocks or in the woods. You really love the Queen because she and her maids sewed it stitch by stitch; and before that, no outsider has ever worn our clothes.” After breakfast, members of the expedition bid farewell to everyone by the fountain.Their hearts are heavy because it's a beautiful place and it feels like home to them; even though they're not sure how many days they've spent here.As they looked at the spring in the sun, Halda came across the grass towards them. "I have come back from the northern border," said the elf, "and now I shall be your guide again. The valleys of Dimrill are full of steam and white smoke, the mountains seem to be restless, and there seems to be something in the depths of the earth. Something is making noise. If you want to go home, I’m afraid you can’t go that way. However, everyone, follow me! Your current direction must go south.” The roads were deserted as they passed through Karas Galadon, but there were many murmurs and chants from the trees, and they themselves said nothing.Finally, Halda led them to the southern slope of the hill, and they came to the gate full of oil lamps and the white bridge again.So they left the road, entered a thick clump of mellon trees, and continued by a winding path through the long forest, which led them south and east toward the banks of the great river. They walked about ten miles, and when the time was about to go, a high green wall appeared in front of them.After passing through an opening above, the party suddenly left the woods.Before their eyes was a succession of meadows reflecting the sun and dotted with golden Elano flowers.This piece of grass just happens to be bounded between two rivers. On the right is the silvery silver river flowing westward, while on the left is the wide and deep river flowing eastward.On the farther bank of the river, there are still forests that continue to extend southward, but the location close to the river is very desolate, and there are no melon trees growing outside Lorien's land. On the bank of the Yinguang River, a little far from the confluence of the two rivers, there is a pier made of white stone and white wood, with many boats and boats moored beside it.Some were painted in very bright colors, sparkling with silver, gold and green, but most of the ships were simply white or grey.There were three gray boats for the party, in which the elves put most of their luggage, and they added three bundles of rope to each boat.These ropes felt very silky and slender, but in fact they were very strong. The color of the ropes was as gray as an elf's cloak. "What are these?" Sam looked at the bundles of rope. "It's a rope!" The elf on the boat replied, "You must remember to bring a rope when you go out! And it must be strong, long enough, and light enough. Like these, it will come in handy in many places." "You don't need to tell me that!" Sam said. "I forgot to bring it when I came, and it made me worry all the way. I know some tricks for making rope myself, but I really can't see how this rope is made." Yes. However, this is still the elite of the rope family." He finally made a judgment. "They're made of histh blue," said the elf, "but we don't have time to teach you how to make them right now. We could teach you a lot if we knew you wanted to. What a pity, Unless you're coming back here in the future, you'll just have to make do with it for now. Hope this helps you guys!" "Come on!" said Silda, "everything is ready. Get on board! Be careful when you first get in!" "Attention!" said the other elves, "these are very light boats, and their exquisite workmanship is different from that of other races. No matter how much you shake them, they will not capsize, but if you are not good at oars, Most likely going in the wrong direction. You'd better spend some time on the pier practicing your disembarkation skills before setting sail." The party arranged their seats like this: Aragorn, Frodo and Sam were in a ship.Boromir, Merry, and Pippin were in another ship, Legolas and Gimli, who had become close friends in a third, and the last ship contained most of the luggage and provisions.The boats were steered by short-handled oars that ended in broad, leaf-shaped paddles.After preparing everything, Aragorn led the people to sail along the Silverlight River. The current was very fast. For the sake of safety, they deliberately slowed down the speed of the boat.Sam sat on the bow, clutching the hull, looking pitifully at the shore.The sun shining on the river made him feel dizzy.When they passed the delta at the confluence, the river was covered with golden leaves.The air was very clean, and except for the chirping of larks, there was silence all around. They made a sharp turn in the river, and a huge swan appeared on the river, sailing towards them.The water made many splashes around its bowed chest.Its beak gleamed with gold, its eyes were as dark as black coals set in yellow gemstones, and its huge white wings were outstretched.As it drifted closer and closer, and the sound of the music got closer, they realized that it turned out to be a bird-like ship sculpted by elf craftsmen with ingenuity.Two elves in white robes steered the boat with black oars.Sereporn and Galadriel stood in the middle of the ship, and the tall and beautiful queen wore a golden wreath, held a harp in her hand, and sang songs.In this cool, clear air, her voice sounded very sweet, with a touch of sadness: I sing of the leaves, the golden leaves, the golden leaves that grow everywhere: I sing about the breeze, the breeze that blows through the branches, and hear it caress the leaves. Under the moon, beyond the sun, the water splashes on the sea, By the rivers of Ilmarin grew the branches of the golden tree, Glittering in the evening star of Adama, Beside Adamar, the city of Tirion of the elves flickered. The leaves of gold grow on the splendid stretch of time, But in the divided sea, the tears of the elves are fulfilled. Oh, Lorien!Winter has come, the withered and leafless years; Leaves fall into the water, and rivers flow into eternal night. Oh, Lorien!I have lived in this delta for too long, Twisting golden Elano flowers in faded crowns, But if I sing the song of ships, some ships will come to me, What ship will take me to the other side of the sea? Aragorn stopped the ship and watched the swan-ship approach.After the queen sang the song, she began to greet everyone: "We have come to say goodbye to you!" She said: "And send you off on behalf of this land." "Though you are our guests," said Seleporn, "you have not yet dined with us. Therefore we invite you to a farewell feast, by the river that carries you away from Lórien .” The swan boat approached the shore slowly, and everyone turned the bow of the boat and followed them.They held this farewell party right at the end of the delta.Frodo ate very little, and his eyes were only on the Queen and her voice.She no longer seems to be affected by the changes of the mortal world, and she is no longer the kind of mysterious figure full of hidden powers.In his eyes, the image of the queen has become like the elves of the later generations, gradually indifferent to the world, and slowly being carried to the forgotten shore by the river of time. After they ate and drank, the whole group sat on the grass.Sai Lepeng mentioned the direction of the journey to them again, while pointing to the forest beyond the delta. "As you go down the river," she said, "you will find fewer and fewer trees, and you will eventually come to a deserted area. From there, the river cuts through rocky terrain on high ground. , until, after a long distance, came the Highlands of Burning Rock, which we call Tolbranda, from which the river skirted the Highlands, and descended with a great noise and smoke the Falls of Laros into the Ning The Dove area, also known as Witton in your mouth. Followed by a series of swamps, the big river becomes very gentle, branching out into many tributaries, and the Shumu River also divides into many tributaries there, flowing into the forest. This side of the big river is Rohan, and on the other side the barren hills of Emmyn Mawr, and from there to the east, the Dead Marshes and No Man's Land, all the way to the Basin of Gorgoroth and the dark gates of Mordor." "Borromir, and anyone who wishes to go to Minas Tirith, would do well to leave the Great River before the Falls of Raros, and cross the Shumu River before it enters the swamp, but they had better not go too far into Fangorn The forest is a strange place, and little is known of it. But I think Boromir and Aragorn know too much to need my warning." "It is true that we had heard the fame of Fangorn Forest in Minas Tirith," said Boromir, "but I always thought it was the nurse's tale, the one used to deceive children. The northern border of Rohan is too far away to allow all kinds of weird legends to run rampant. In ancient times, the border of our country went straight to Fangorn Forest, but no one has visited this place in person for hundreds of years. Prove or disprove various rumors there.” "I myself was in Rohan for a while, but I never went north. I was a courier, and I followed the White Mountains through the Pass of Rohan, crossed the River Eshin and the Gray River, and entered the Northland. It was quite a long and tiring journey, about twelve hundred miles or so I guess, and it took me months, and to make matters worse, I lost my mount at Tabad, the crossing of the Gray River .After that journey and this time spent with all of you, I believe we can find a way, if need be, even to Rohan or Fangorn." "Then I need say no more," said Celepon, "but do not underestimate the myths and stories that have been handed down through the ages, for these nannies often retain what was once known only to the sages. real history." Galadriel stood up, took the goblet full of white mead from her handmaiden, and handed it to Celeborn. "Now is the time to toast you all," she said. "Drink, King of the Treemen! Though the night is coming, don't be discouraged, for our evening has come." She then toasted each member of the expedition with a toast.But when everyone had had their mead, she invited them to sit down on the grass again.After the maids arranged seats for her and Selepeng, Just stood beside her in silence.She looked at these guests without saying a word, and finally, she finally spoke again. "We have drank the farewell wine," she said, "and we are destined to part soon. But before parting, I have brought you a special gift for you. May you remember the kindness of the king of the trees and his wife. , may you not forget Lothlorien." Then, one by one, she asked them to come forward. "This is a gift from Celeborn and Galadriel to the Captain of the Expedition," she said to Aragorn.Then, she took out a scabbard specially made for the holy sword.The scabbard has leaves and flowers inlaid with gold and silver, and there are elven characters inlaid with many gemstones on it, writing the name of the holy sword Anduril and its origin. "A weapon drawn from this scabbard will not be broken or stained, even if defeated," she said. Is it? We may never have the chance to meet again in the future, except on a journey of no return.” Aragorn replied: "You know my wish, Queen, and have been unwilling to give me the only treasure I wished for. But I know that, even if you were willing, it is not something you can give me. I must To win this precious gift is to travel through the darkness." "But, perhaps this will lighten your burden," Galadriel said, "because someone has left this for me to give it to you when you pass by." A round green gemstone inlaid in a giant eagle's wings brooch.As she picked up the gem, it shone as beautifully as the spring sun on green leaves. "I gave this gem to my daughter Celebrian, and she passed it on to her daughter Arwen. Now, it is passed on to you as a token of hope. Accept the prophecy for you now. title, King Eliza, the elf jewel of House Elendil!" Aragorn took the brooch, and fastened the jewel to his breast.Those who saw this scene were amazed, because they hadn't noticed the incomparable royal aura exuding from this man before, and the exhaustion and heavy responsibility of many years seemed to be removed from him in an instant. "I thank you for the gift you gave me." He said, "Queen of Lorien, you gave birth to Celebrion and Arwen Evening Star. This is the greatest gift you have brought to the world!" The Empress nodded slightly, turned to Boromir, and bestowed upon him a golden sash.Pippin and Merry each received a silver belt with gold flowers in the buckle.What she gave to Legolas was the longbow used by the Tree People, much stronger and slender than the shortbow of Mirkwood, and the strings on it were still made of elf hair; besides, there was a bag of Finely crafted arrows. "As for you, little gardener and lover of trees," she said to Sam, "I just have a small present." She thrust into his hand a small gray wooden box with only a small Elvish runes. "This is engraved with my initials," she said, "but in your language, it also means garden. Inside this box is the soil from my garden. It cannot be of any use to you on your journey." aid, nor will it render you invulnerable to the enemy. But it may bring you a proper reward, if only you can return to your homeland. Even if everything is ruined, if you sprinkle this earth , your garden shall be a place of flourishing such as is rare in Middle-earth. Then you may remember Galadriel, and recall fair Lothlorien. All you see is our winter, and Summer and spring have left Middle-earth forever, and are only seen in memory." Sam was so happy that his ears were red, he murmured a few words of thanks, and bowed as big as he could while holding the box. "What gift will the dwarf ask the elf?" Galadriel asked, turning to Gimli. "None!" Jin Li replied, "It is enough for me to see the Empress of the Tree People and hear her gentle words with my own ears." "Listen, elves!" she shouted to the elves around her. "You are not allowed to describe dwarves in terms of greed and clumsiness! However, Gimli, son of Gloin, must have something you want, and it is What can I give you? I beg you to just say so! I can't let you be the only guest without a gift." "Really not, Empress Galadriel," Gimli said with a deep bow, "unless, unless you are willing to give me one of your hairs. In my mind, this surpasses the stars in the sky, Gold from the ground, and precious stones from the mines. I don't dare to ask you for this treasure, but since you asked me to just open my mouth, I will take the liberty to say so." There was a commotion among the elves, and Sereporn looked at the dwarf in shock, but the queen smiled tolerantly: "It is also said that the dwarves are famous for their handicrafts, not for their brilliant tongues and lotuses," she said, "But in Gimli In him, I saw different characteristics. Because, from the past to the present, no one has ever dared to make such a request to me, but it was packaged in such gorgeous words. Since it was an order from me, how could I refuse him? But tell me, please, what do you do with a gift like this?" "Treasure it, Your Majesty," he replied, "in memory of what you said to me when I first met, if I ever return to my hometown, I will hide it in a crystal that never fades, and it will become my family's treasure. It is a family heirloom, and children and grandchildren will protect it forever, as a symbol of goodwill between the people of the mountain and the people of the tree.” The queen untied her bun, cut off three strands of hair, and handed them to Gimli: "Remember what I say next." She said, "I cannot predict the future, because all prophecies are about to come. Overthrown: Darkness in one hand, but utter hope in the other. But if hope is not completely lost, Gimli, son of Gloin, I can tell you that there will be a lot of gold flowing from your hands , but not yours." "And you, Bearer of the Ring," she said, turning to Frodo, "I was the last to seek you, but you hold a special place in my heart. For I have prepared for you This—" She held up a small crystal test tube, and when she shook the test tube, a white light flowed from her hand: "In this crystal tube, the light of the star of Elendil is hidden, When the night surrounds you, it will become even brighter. I hope it can be your illumination and guide when all light fails, and don't forget Galadriel and her magic mirror!" Frodo took the test tube, and by the light of it, he saw the tall and beautiful figure of Queen Galadriel, but she no longer had that oppressive aura.He bowed and bowed, not knowing what to say. The queen stood up, and Selepeng led the crowd back to the shore.Now, with the yellow sun shining on the delta and the silvery reflections on the water, the members of the expedition boarded in their positions as before. The elf of Lórien shouted goodbye, and pushed the boat into the river with a long gray pole. The whole group sat in the boat without moving, watching Queen Galadriel standing alone on the edge of the delta without saying a word.When they passed by her, they all turned their heads to look at her figure, because, to them, Lorien was like a beautiful fairyland sailing in the infinite deep sea under the guidance of the god tree; but they could only watch helplessly. This scene left slowly, and he entered the gray world. Under their eyes, the Yinguang River merged with the great river Anduin, and the boat began to head south quickly.Soon, the queen's white figure gradually shrunk, and she looked like a beautiful crystal window in the setting sun, or a beautiful lake seen from afar.It seemed to Frodo he saw her raising her hand and waving her last farewell to the crowd, and her clear and sweet voice drifted across the rivers and came her singing.But this time, she spoke the language of the Elves from the other side of the sea, and Frodo could not understand a word, and felt no peace at all. But, like the languages ​​of the elves, they were still engraved in Frodo's mind. Much later, when he tried to translate them, he found that they sang words that the elves saw and knew nothing about in the Middle Ages. thing. (To the editor: The following original text appeared in the old version of the novel, so I won’t retype it here to waste time. It is on pages 274 to 275 of the second part of the old version. Please use the book between the * as usual printing method) "Ah! like the leaves of gold that fall in the wind, like the branches of a tree, ages innumerable! When I was under the blue sky of Varda, in the beautiful hall of the West, the sacred and graceful of Varda A voice that made the stars tremble, and long years drank like sweet mead. Who will fill my cup again? For now, Varda, Queen of the Stars, Mother of the Everwhite Mountains has lifted Jade arm, on the path swallowed by shadows, from the gray tides, the mist concealed forever the gems of Calathea. All lost, lost in the city of Valima, the Lord God! Farewell! May you see Walima, and may you find Walima eventually. Goodbye!" Varda is the most worshiped god of the elves, another name of Ilbirus after the stars. Suddenly the river turned a bend, and both banks began to rise, and the light of Lórien was hidden, and Frodo never had a chance to return to this fair place. Pedestrians turned their faces to face the future journey.The sun was shining on the future, and their eyes were dazzled by the light, because everyone's eyes were filled with tears, and Jinli was crying loudly. "This is the last time between me and the fairest," he said to Legolas. "I will never use the word beautiful after that, except as a gift from her." He will Put your hands on your chest. "Tell me, Legolas, why am I on this mission? I have no idea where the real danger lies! Elrond is right, and we should never speculate about future dangers. I am afraid It was a torture in the dark, but that did not stop me; but, if I knew I was about to face such light and joy, I might have been deterred by it. Now, even if I faced the Lord of Darkness at once tonight, I would not It's impossible to get hurt more than this. Oh, Gimli!" "No," said Legolas, "you should sigh for each of us! And for all future generations. For such is the law, and to be found is to be lost. But, Gimli, I think you are blessed , for your loss was of your own choice, and you could have chosen to remain there. But you did not abandon your companions, and your reward is that the memory of Lothlorien will haunt you forever, never Slightly faded or disappeared." "Maybe," Jinli said, "thank you for your comfort. You are telling the truth, but compared with what happened to me, there is still something missing. What I want in my heart is not only memories. Even if it is like Kalei De-Sarum is as clear, but it is still just a mirror! The dwarf Gimli thought so. Maybe the elves see things differently. I did hear that your memories are as clear as the real world. Rather than dreamlike mist, but dwarves are different." "Stop talking, and watch the boat! It has taken too much water under the weight of its luggage, and the river is running fast. I don't want to drown my sorrows in cold water." He picked up the oars , slip the boat on the western shore, and follow Aragorn's boat downriver. In this way, the members of the expedition continued their long journey, heading south along the broad river.两旁的树林遮蔽了他们的视线，让他们再也无法看见身后的景物。风突然间消失，河流也变得寂静无声，没有任何的鸟叫声打破这沈默。太阳变得十分模糊， 所投下的光芒也渐渐变弱，最后变得有点像高挂在天空中的一枚珍珠。然后， 太阳缓缓的消失在西方，暮色快速降临，紧接著来的是一个灰蒙蒙，没有星辰的夜晚。他们继续在西方森林的阴影中漂流了很长的一段时间，巨大的树木往后掠过，盘根错节老林将触角伸入水中，气氛很阴森，空气又很冰冷。佛罗多倾听著水流声缓缓地穿过这座森林，最后，陷入了不安的沈眠中。