Things are looking down, in the form of a dark, smelly cave. And I mean smelly.
The opening to the horrible lair of the spider that Frodo and Sam have no clue about stands in front of them. The smell is truly awful. Gollum laughs it off, saying that doesn’t mind. Clearly, he has some issues with his sense of smell.
Entering, the cave blots out all light. Very dark. This true darkness hasn’t been seen (or…not seen) since Moria, and that was a special kind of dark. Apparently, this is worse.
-Shelob’s Lair/Torech Ungol: The name of the cave, further cementing that Shelob is commonly referred to by naming her mother.
-Shelob: Ah, the spider! We haven’t seen her, or much less heard of her yet. Am I spoiling things? Well, this isn’t the blog for people reading along with me for the first time.
Smell of death? Probably. Shelob’s been living here for years uncounted, and feasting on the passing orcs for that long. And I don’t think she’s keen on cleaning up shop. Generally speaking, monstrous creatures don’t smell too nice. Why bother, you know?
Today’s Gollum Meter: 33 – “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine? Sure…”
I had this brief moment of remembering, as I was naming Shelob “she” a few times, that this book really does lack female characters. Here’s one!
Oh…yeah. And Shelob’s not a very good example. No, not at all.
Truly, we have the best parts of Éowyn still to come, so that should help that argument. And…yeah, I guess Galadriel’s pretty alright, but very absent in terms of the active plot.
Words My Computer Didn’t Like:
Rest easy, there’s a bit of action coming up that doesn’t involve walking! But…don’t rest easy, because it’s going to be terrifying.
No one dies today.
“Here the air was still, stagnant, heavy, and…”