The Two Towers by J. R. R. Tolkien
Lord of the Rings #2
trade paperback, 352 pages
Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1999 edition
Very Highly Recommended
This second part, The Two Towers, now tells how each of the members of the Fellowship of the Ring fared, after the breaking of their fellowship, until the coming of the great Darkness and the outbreak of the War of the Ring, which is to be recounted in the third and last part. pg. x
My rereading of Tolkien's books continues. This second volume never seemed to suffer from the second book in a series syndrome for me, possibly because I have always loved the Ents. I hated the movie Ents. I hate the fake eyes that people put on trees after the movie came out. Love the Ents in the book. And, of course, Frodo is not as wimpy and whiney in the book as Elijah Wood played him in the movie. In many ways it's very comforting to reread a book I know so well - so well that I even know whole passages from it simply from the many times I've read it.
Very Highly Recommended
Aragorn sped on up the hill. Every now and again he bent to the ground. Hobbits go light, and their footprints are not easy even for a Ranger to read, but not far from the top a spring crossed the path, and in the wet earth he saw what he was seeking. opening.
He knelt for a while, bent with weeping, still clasping Boromir's hand. So it was that Legolas and Gimli found him. pg.404
'He fled, certainly,' said Aragorn, 'but not, I think, from Orcs.' What he thought was the cause of Frodo's sudden resolve and flight Aragorn did not say. The last words of Boromir he long kept secret. pg. 409
At the bottom they came with a strange suddenness on the grass of Rohan. It swelled like a green sea up to the very foot of the Emyn Muil. The falling stream vanished into a deep growth of cresses and water-plants, and they could hear it tinkling away in green tunnels, down long gentle slopes towards the fens of Entwash Vale far away. They seemed to have left winter clinging to the hills behind. Here the air was softer and warmer, and faintly scented, as if spring was already stirring and the sap was flowing again in herb and leaf. Legolas took a deep breath, like one that drinks a great draught after long thirst in barren places. pg 413-414
'There is something strange at work in this land. I distrust the silence. I distrust even the pale Moon. The stars are faint; and I am weary as I have seldom been before, weary as no Ranger should be with a clear trail to follow. There is some will that lends speed to our foes and sets an unseen barrier before us: a weariness that is in the heart more than in the limb.' pg. 417
Aragorn threw back his cloak. The elven-sheath glittered as he grasped it, and the bright blade of Anduril shone like a sudden flame as he swept it out.'Elendil!' he cried.'I am Aragorn son of Arathorn, and am called Elessar, the Elfstone, Dunadan, the heir of Isildur Elendil's son of Gondor.His the sword that was broken and is forged again! Will you aid me or thwart me? Choose swiftly!' pg. 423
'Orders,' said a third voice in a deep growl. 'Kill all but NOT the Halflings; they are to be brought back ALIVE as quickly as possible. That's my orders.' pg. 435