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Middle-Earth Tours
Tour 2: The Places of Middle-Earth
Weathertop
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They had not gone far on the fifth day when they left the last straggling pools and reed-beds of the marshes behind them. The land before them began steadily to rise again. Away in the distance eastward they could now see a line of hills. The highest of them was at the right of the line and a little separated from the others. It had a conical top, slightly flattened at the summit.
'That is Weathertop,' said Strider.--FotR, "A Knife in the Dark" |
image from Classic XF |
image from Classic XF |
Over the lip of the little dell, on the side away from the hill, they felt, rather than saw, a shadow rise, one shadow or more than one. They strained their eyes, and the shadows seemed to grow. Soon there could be no doubt: three or four tall black figures were standing there on the slope, looking down on them. So black were they that they seemed like black holes in the deep shade behind them. Frodo thought that he heard a faint hiss as of venomous breath and felt a thick piercing chill. Then the shapes slowly advanced. --FotR, "A Knife in the Dark" |
image from the official movie site |
image from the Cannes film booklet
on the official movie site |
image from E! Online |
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an image from the official movie site |
image from Elbakin |
an image from theonering.net |
Frodo was hardly less terrified than his companions; he was quaking as if he was bitter cold, but his terror was swallowed up in a sudden temptation to put on the Ring. The desire to do this laid hold of him, and he could think of nothing else. He did not forget the Barrow, nor the message of Gandalf; but something seemed to be compelling him to disregard all warnings, and he longed to yield. Not with the hope of escape, or of doing anything, either good or bad: he simply felt he must take the ring and put it on his finger. He could not speak. He felt Sam looking at him, as if he knew that his master was in some great trouble, but he could not turn towards him. He shut his eyes and struggled for a while; but resistance became unbearable, and at last he slowly drew out the chain, and slipped the Ring on the forefinger of his left hand.
Immediately, though everything else remained as before, dim and dark, the shapes became terribly clear. He was able to see beneath their black wrappings. There were five tall figures: two standing on the lip of the dell, three advancing. |
Weathertop, by Luca Michelucci |
| In their white faces burned keen and merciless eyes; under their mantles were long grey robes; upon their grey hairs were helms of silver; in their haggard hands were swords of steel....Two of the figures halted. The third was taller than the others: his hair was long and gleaming and on his helm was a crown. In one hand he held a long sword, and in the other a knife; both the knife and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He sprang forward and bore down on Frodo. --FotR, "A Knife in the Dark" |
image from the second commercial on the official movie site |
image from the second movie trailer on the official movie site |
image from the second commercial on the official movie site |
For more on Weathertop, visit the Great East Road and Remnants of Fallen Númenor Specialty Tours. |
Full-size versions of these pictures are on display at Rolozo Tolkien, theonering.net, and the official movie site.
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