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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Irda Ranger" data-source="post: 4188224" data-attributes="member: 1003"><p>I'm not sure this is an answer for you, but I'm picturing Gandalf on the dawning of the third day.  Aride Shadowfax, he leads the Rohirrim down the morning mountainside, and he captures the light of dawn that shines behind him; it shines through him like a prism, but becoming brighter and more radiant in the shining.  With each blow of his righteous wrath the light shines brighter - the Uruk-Hai are swept before it, and the Rohirrim ride the cresting radiance as though it were a wave with weight and mass giving them momentum and strength greater than they physically possessed.  It's as if all of the combatants, Rohirrim and Uruk-Hai alike, are caught up in an ocean current whose tides are driven not by the moon's phase but by the wrath and faith of the White Wizard.  The Uruk-Hai, having no Dark Leader among them capable of bringing to bear a tidal force of Shadow, are swept aside and extinguished like any other shadow faced with the coming of dawn.</p></blockquote><p></p>