A TRIBUTE TO GWAIHIR
"Twice you have borne me, Gwaihir my friend," said Gandalf. "Thrice shall pay for all if you are willing. ...
Gwaihir circled the smoke filled poisoned air over Mordor his eyes
seeking them, the little ones who had ventured into this wasteland to
save Middle Earth. There was little hope in his flight yet
perhaps....Gandalf believed so indeed he would search. Only he and his
strongest brothers could tolerate the stench above Mordor and they did
so only at Gandalf's request.
Smoke billowed from the cracks made in the Earth as Mount Doom erupted
in its defeat still he flew lower seeking them. He was a great bird of
prey his eyes the sharpest of all creatures if they were to be found he
would accomplish it. The smoke parted before him such was the
turbulence of his great wings. Then he saw them small and desperate
clinging to one another. Even as he swept down faster than the wind he
saw them fall as if dead. Still he would go on to pick up the tiny
bodies not knowing if they lived or if their quest had finally claimed
them.
His great claws gently picked up the dark haired one, his brother
retrieved the other they were no weight at all. He bore them out of
Mordor. Beyond all hope and all possibility Gwaihir had delivered them
out of the darkness and gave them a second chance at life.
The proud Lord waited for no thanks and said nothing to any who
observed. As he lifted effortlessly back into the air he looked back
down at the tiny lives he had saved. It was after all an even trade,
now that the One had been un-made...It was true indeed the third time
does pay for all.
~~~~~~ Gandalf held his arms aloft "Hail LORD of the WING".~~~~~~
OH I KNOW IT'S NOT MUCH BET I HAD TO DO SOMETHING FOR GWAIHIR..
After all if not for him Frodo and Sam would never have survived. Then where would Rosie be?
SO HERE IS TO GWAIHIR A HERO IN EVERY SENSE OF THE WORD.
His willingness to do a task that was below his bearing should be an example to us all.
