There will come a day when I tell myself that I have to stop writing these at stupid hours of the night, but that is not this day.
However, it is almost the day when it will be “not this day”, although I’ve heard that that day is not a day that will be this day. Okay?
To sum it up, the army is moving very quickly northward up along the road. After a brief rest at the crossroads, they’re on the move again. Time passes, and a small battle is joined around the very place where Faramir and his men ambushed the southerners.
In the briefest of asides, Aragorn and Gandalf take some time to look down the valley at Minas Morgul while the rest of the army is catching up. There’s a moment of reflection on the city that once was a part of Gondor, and the evil stillness that envelops them. Then they burn the road, bridge, and fields.
Wait…what? Yeah. All of a sudden, in one swift sentence, Aragorn and Gandalf set the countryside (if you can call it that) alight.
It seems out of character for the two of them to destroy things just because they can. They’re only passing through! Whatever, I guess this is character development.
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What. Whatever these things are, I’d hate to see one called Bear Ghylls. Sounds like a rough place all around.
Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 20
No one dies today.
“For a strong force of Orcs and Easterlings attempted to take their leading companies in an ambush; and that was in the very place where Faramir…”