The stars are veiled.
Something stirs in the east.
A sleepless malice.
The Eye of the enemy is moving.
What are you doing?
Pippin!
Pippin?
Pippin.
- What, are you mad?
- I just want to look at it.
Just one more time.
Put it back.
Pippin.
No!
Pippin.
He is here.
