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Chapter 9 The traitor

The hoofs of his horse ran swift, great was the need

That drove Gandalf the Grey; for he wanted to meet

The highest of wizards to ask what to do

Remember? He left Frodo as I told you!

And he came to Isengard, Saruman´s tower

For great were the white wizard´s words and his power.

And he told him what happened, but Oh that prooved ill!

For Saruman had fallen to Sauron´s will.

He was wise in the lore of all Elves and of Men

He was called "Curúnir"- skilled one, who can

Do many things, but he desired power

That´s bigger than ruling o´er only one tower.

He wanted the Ring before Sauron could get

Back what he created, he didn´t want to let

Him again be the bearer; this was in his mind

But his desire did soon make him blind.

And Gandalf did not know that Saruman planned

To help the Dark Lord to invide all the land.

So he told him of Frodo, told him of the Ring

And told him where Frodo this thing was to bring.

And they talked in the halls of Saruman the White

And through the windows came the rays of light.

But then the day darkend, for Saruman told

"Dear Gandalf, Sauron has been our foe since Old.

But now we must join him, this is the last chance!"

And more he revealed, in his eyes a fell glance.

"A war will be useless, for he is too strong.

We must aid him dear friend, he will not wait for long!"

But Gandalf replied: "I will call noone friend

Who aids the Dark Lord, our uttermost fiend!

For I know which side I´m on! And I will fight

Against you! Against Sauron! And any Black Knight!"

"You fool! They have left the gates, are on their way!

The Nine Nazgúl Riders and now they do stray

to find the Ring´s bearer, with merciless wrath.

Whoever he is, they will hunt him to death!"

And even for Gandalf it was now too late

He couldn´t escape, Saruman closed the gate

Of his tower. The wizards both lifted their staffs

And a duell arose full of anger and wrath.

And Gandalf fought brave but now he couldn´t win.

When his staff then was taken, his hope had grown thin.

He was smashed to the ground and thrown up in the air

On the top of the Orthanc, to which many a stair

Lead high up over Isengard; and there he lay

While his dear hobbits friends who were far far away

Made their way through the wild. Now we´ll leave the old man.

And return to friends Frodo and Samwise again.