But now, he spoke directly to his horse: “noro lim, noro lim, Asfaloth!” Run swift, run swift, Asfaloth! As he did, Glorfindel called to him for a third time. They were, Frodo could feel, commanding him to wait.īut Frodo wasn’t yet under their spell. Frodo, mounted on Glorfindel’s horse, Asfaloth, was ahead.Īsfaloth leaped ahead, but when Glorfindel called again to Frodo, the hobbit did not move, “for a strange reluctance seized him.” Frodo slowed the horse to a walk and turned to look back at the Black Riders. The hobbits were making their way down the hill to the River Bruinin. Strider and Glorfindel stood between the Nazgul and the hobbits. Five Black Riders, led by the Witch-king and accompanied by Khamul, finally caught up with our heroes. The effects of the Ring that overtook Frodo the previous night ( and discussed here) now grew even stronger. Thoughts on the Passage – Book I, Chapter 12 (p212-5, 50th Anniv. It was too late! The Nazgul were upon them! Glorfindel called for him to fly, but Frodo hesitated.
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