Escaping from the Black Riders

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Anke Eissmann

He could see them clearly now: they appeared to have cast aside their hoods and black cloaks, and they were robed in white and grey. Swords were naked in their pale hands; helms were on their heads. Their cold eyes glittered, and they called to him with fell voices. Fear now filled all Frodo's mind. He thought no longer of his sword. no cry came from him. He shut his eyes and clung to the horse's mane. The wind whistled in his ears, and the bells upon the harness rang wild and shrill. J.R.R. Tolkien: The Lord of the Rings, Book 1, Chapter 12: Flight to the Ford Of this motive there are high-quality art-prints available: limited to 150 copies, each copy signed and numbered by me, size A2 (59,5 x 42 cm), heavy paper 270 g/sm

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