杰瑞发布于2025-04-28
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THE FELLOWSHIP scramble under what little cover there is...as a regiment of Large crows fly low overhead at Great speed, wheeling and circling above. As their dark shadow passes over the fellowship, a single harsh croak is heard...and the crows suddenly wheel away, back towards the south. Gandalf staggers to his feet.- ANGLE ON:
The Fellowship clamber through Rock and Snow. CLOSE ON: Frodo slips on some shale...as he scrambles to his feet, the Ring falls on the ground... CLOSE ON: the ring gleaming in the snow! Boromir's Hand picks it up by the chain...he stands, the ring dangling before his eyes. He seems to grow in stature, as if absorbing its power. Aragorn warily approaches Boromir...Boromir is motionless...he stares at the ring, as if transfixed.