THE SHADOWS STIR IN MIDDLE-EARTH

Across the vast plains of Rohan and through the towering forests of Lothlórien, a whispered unease has begun to creep. The very air vibrated with a sense of foreboding, a palpable sign that something sinister was stirring in the darkest recesses of Middle-earth. The eyes of men turned nervously towards Mordor, where the {black|dark|fel) mountains