Two Towers - Drabbled, The
7. Helm's Deep
followed close by foes and flame in the night.
Bitter was the battleplay, bold the defenders,
but fell foes were many and warriors too few:
came orcs creeping twice into the culvert;
down came the Deeping Wall by Saruman's devilry.
Théoden King took counsel then in the keep;
Helm's horn once more in the Deep was heard.
Rode forth the Riders with the sun's rising;
death they dealt there to the dread foemen,
but soft! Silence fell at the sight of the forest;
wailing fled the Uruks beneath the waiting trees.
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