Extract from The Lord of the Rings
Pippin did not answer. He looked at the great walls, and the towers and brave banners, and the sun in the high sky, and then at the gathering gloom in the East; and he thought of the long fingers of that Shadow; of the orcs in the woods and the mountains, the treason of Isengard, the birds of evil eye, and the Black Riders even in the lanes of the Shire – and of the winged terror, the Nazgul. He shuddered, and hope seemed to wither. And even at that moment the sun for a second faltered and was obscured, as though a dark wing had passed across it. Almost beyond hearing he thought he caught, high and far up in the heavens, a cry: faint, but heart-quelling, cruel and cold. He blanched and cowered against the wall.
“What was that”, asked Beregond. “You also felt something?”
“Yes”, muttered Pippin. “It is the sign of our fall, and the shadow of doom, a Fell Rider of the air.”
“Yes, the shadow of doom”, said Beregond. “I fear that Minas Tirith shall fall. Night comes. The very warmth of my blood seems stolen away.”
For a time they sat together with bowed heads and did not speak. Then suddenly Pippin looked up and saw that the sun was still shining and the banners still streaming in the breeze. He shook himself. “It is passed,” he said. “No, my heart will not yet despair. Gandalf fell and has returned and is with us. We may stand, if only on one leg, or at least be left still upon our knees”.
“Rightly said!” cried Beregond, rising and striding to and fro. “Nay, though all things must come utterly to an end in time, Gondor shall not perish yet. Not though the walls be taken by a reckless foe that will build a hill of carrion before them. There are still other fastnesses, and secret ways of escape into the mountains. Hope and memory shall live still in some hidden valley where the grass is green”.
(We are living in difficult times: in the world, in the Church, inside our very selves. Darkness and gloom, gloom and darkness all around us.
And yet our Saviour Jesus Christ fell and has returned and is with us. We too may stand, if only on one leg. There are still other fastnesses for us and secret ways of escape into a new joy and a new peace where hope and memory shall live in the hearts of those who come after us for whom we kept our hope and joy alive.)