Lords of Gondor: 37. The Darkness Closes In  Reader
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Eadric frowned as he peered moodily into the grey twilight,
silently cursing the darkness that was making his scouting more
difficult than it ought to have been. It was just past midday,
yet the light was such that it seemed to be evening, that dim
hour of half-darkness before true night falls. The air felt
thick somehow, though not as with fog or mist, and even sound
seemed deadened in the still greyness. Nevertheless, Eadric
could see and hear well enough and he knew he would miss nothing
of import, in spite of the darkness. A clear and complete report
would be made to his lord Éomer of what passed here in the land
of Gondor, for an accurate and timely report was vital. The Sons
of Eorl rode to Mundberg at speed, and could ill afford delay
caused by unexpected enemy entanglement along the way.  Above
and behind him loomed a high green hill, treeless upon its
crown, where stood one of the beacons