Our heroes have finally caught on. There is something odd in the air!
Aragorn blames the generic woebegone feeling on Saruman, then feels better about himself. The three settle down for another night.
Legolas wakes up first, because he’s the group’s alarm clock. He wakes Aragorn and Gimli up, blathering on about the red sunrise, and the likelihood that they will find something today. In fact, they do: a circle of trampled grass where the orcs must have stopped for a short rest. Short is the truth, as the tracks seem to be a day and a half old. The orcs could be at Fangorn by now, which is still far off.
You know how the saying goes, when a red sun rises…
NO! Who do you think you are, image caption, to be walking into my blog suggesting ridiculous answers to my questions?
“Blood has been spilt this night.” At least that’s what they say in the movie.
Although, when you really think about it, then shouldn’t a red sun be all a-risin’ near every day now? People bleed a lot. It’s a big world. If the sun is going to rise in some particular shade of crimson every time somebody bleeds, it’s probably always going to rise in a reddish tone. It is known.
But let’s just hope that everyone can get over their uneasiness. That’s the first step towards…I don’t know, winning, or something.
“‘They would be more willing, if my heart were less heavy.'”