

'They are invisible, and their own masters cannot find them or open them, if their secret is forgotten.' 'Dwarf-doors are not made to be seen when shut,' said Gimli. 'Well, here we are and all ready,' said Merry 'but where are the Doors? I can't see any sign of them.' Those were happier days, when there was still close friendship at times between folk of different race, even between Dwarves and Elves.'. Holly was the token of the people of that land, and they planted it here to mark the end of their domain for the West-door was made chiefly for their use in their traffic with the Lords of Moria. 'Well, here we are at last!' said Gandalf. Under the looming cliffs they had looked like mere bushes, when seen far off from the top of the Stair but now they towered overhead, stiff, dark, and silent, throwing deep night-shadows about their feet, standing like sentinel pillars at the end of the road. Their great roots spread from the wall to the water.


But close under the cliff there stood, still strong and living, two tall trees, larger than any trees of holly that Frodo had ever seen or imagined. Stumps and dead boughs were rotting in the shallows, the remains it seemed of old thickets, or of a hedge that had once lined the road across the drowned valley. A mile southwards along the shore they came upon holly trees. The Fellowship of the Ring, LoTR Book 2, Ch 4, A Journey in the Dark They reached the strip of dry land between the lake and the cliffs: it was narrow. In the distance could be dimly seen a line of bare cliffs, and in their midst, taller than the rest, one great grey wall. 'There it lies,' he said, pointing away south-eastwards to where the mountains' sides fell sheer into the shadows at their feet. 'There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles as the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf runs,' answered Gandalf grimly. An event in the prelude to the Battles of the Fellowship at Moria see that entry for an overview: 'How far is Moria?' asked Boromir.
