So much death. What can Men do against such reckless hate?
Mordor. The one place in Middle-earth we don’t want to see any closer, and the one place we’re trying to get to. It’s just where we can’t get.
Let this be the hour when we draw swords together. Fell deeds, awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin, and the red dawn. Forth, Eorlingas![to Aragorn]