Part 1752 of 4150 from book8
Slowly and painfully they clambered down groping stumbling scrambling among rockbook71 and briar and dead wood in the blind shadows down and down until they could go no further. There was still no sign of orcs nor of an answer to the cry of the Nazgyl but they knew that the silence would not last long. Frodo he cried. And theres knives and stray arrows. It was made by the Lady. You wrap that orcrag close round you and put the belt outside it. If only the Lady could see us or hear us Id say to her Your Ladyship all we want is light and water just clean water and plain daylight better than any jewels begging your pardon.... more