Existe uma passagem em Lord of the Rings contada da perspectiva de um orc?

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Eu claramente lembro que quando eu li O Senhor dos Anéis , havia uma passagem contada do ponto de vista de um orc (embora obviamente ainda contada na terceira pessoa).

Eu acho que o orc estava reclamando sobre como as coisas aconteceriam se eles perdessem a guerra, ou pensando sobre como as coisas mudaram desde que Sauron voltou - algo a ver com a aquisição de comida - mas eu não tenho certeza.

Procurei-o on-line por um tempo agora, mas não consegui encontrar nenhuma menção a ele. Eu olhei através dos livros, mas também não consegui encontrar.

Onde no Senhor dos Anéis foi a passagem contada a partir da perspectiva de um orc?

    
por Wade 02.07.2018 / 17:13

4 respostas

Os pensamentos internos dos orcs nunca são descritos no SdA. No entanto, vários diálogos entre orcs são "ouvidos" por hobbits (Pippin quando ele e Merry estão sendo levados para Isengard, Sam em Cirith Ungol). Aqueles nos permitem um vislumbre da experiência dos orcs na guerra.

Em particular, Shagrat e Gorbag, dois líderes da empresa (um de Cirith Ungol, um de Minas Morgul) discutem a guerra e fazem planos para o futuro, deixando-nos ver como eles enxergam a coisa toda:

‘No, I don’t know,’ said Gorbag’s voice. ‘The messages go through quicker than anything could fly, as a rule. But I don’t enquire how it’s done. Safest not to. Grr! Those Nazgûl give me the creeps. And they skin the body off you as soon as look at you, and leave you all cold in the dark on the other side. But He likes ’em; they’re His favourites nowadays, so it’s no use grumbling. I tell you, it’s no game serving down in the city.’

‘You should try being up here with Shelob for company,’ said Shagrat.

‘I’d like to try somewhere where there’s none of ’em. But the war’s on now, and when that’s over things may be easier.’

‘It’s going well, they say.’

‘They would,’ grunted Gorbag. ‘We’ll see. But anyway, if it does go well, there should be a lot more room. What d’you say? – if we get a chance, you and me’ll slip off and set up somewhere on our own with a few trusty lads, somewhere where there’s good loot nice and handy, and no big bosses.’

‘Ah!’ said Shagrat. ‘Like old times.’

‘Yes,’ said Gorbag. ‘But don’t count on it. I’m not easy in my mind. As I said, the Big Bosses, ay,’ his voice sank almost to a whisper, ‘ay, even the Biggest, can make mistakes. Something nearly slipped, you say. I say, something has slipped. And we’ve got to look out. Always the poor Uruks to put slips right, and small thanks. But don’t forget: the enemies don’t love us any more than they love Him, and if they get topsides on Him, we’re done too.’

Esta passagem, e muito mais do mesmo diálogo, é de As Duas Torres , livro IV, capítulo 10 - "As Escolhas do Mestre Samwise".

    
02.07.2018 / 20:11

Eu acredito que a passagem que você está falando é de O Retorno do Rei (livro 6 especificamente). Frodo e Sam acabaram de se afastar de Cirith Ungol, e eles correm em uma patrulha e ouvem a seguinte conversa.

They went two or three miles further, and the orc-hold was hidden from sight behind them; but they had hardly begun to breathe more freely again when harsh and loud they heard orc-voices. Quickly they slunk out of sight behind a brown and stunted bush. The voices drew nearer. Presently two orcs came into view. One was clad in ragged brown and was armed with a bow of horn; it was of a small breed, black-skinned, with wide and snuffling nostrils: evidently a tracker of some kind. The other was a big fighting-orc, like those of Shagrat's company, bearing the token of the Eye.

He also had a bow at his back and carried a short broad-headed spear. As usual they were quarrelling, and being of different breeds they used the Common Speech after their fashion.

Hardly twenty paces from where the hobbits lurked the small orc stopped. 'Nar!' it snarled. 'I'm going home.' It pointed across the valley to the orc-hold. 'No good wearing my nose out on stones any more. There's not a trace left, I say. I've lost the scent through giving way to you. It went up into the hills, not along the valley, I tell you.'

'Not much use are you, you little snufflers?' said the big orc. 'I reckon eyes are better than your snotty noses.'

'Then what have you seen with them?' snarled the other. 'Garn! You don’t even know what you're looking for.'

'Whose blame's that?' said the soldier. 'Not mine. That comes from Higher Up. First they say it's a great Elf in bright armour, then it's a sort of small dwarf-man, then it must be a pack of rebel Uruk-hai; or maybe it's all the lot together.'

'Ar!' said the tracker. 'They've lost their heads, that's what it is. And some of the bosses are going to lose their skins too, I guess, if what I hear is true: Tower raided and all, and hundreds of your lads done in, and prisoner got away. If that's the way you fighters go on, small wonder there's bad news from the battles.'

'Who says there's bad news?' shouted the soldier.

'Ar! Who says there isn't?'

'That's cursed rebel-talk, and I'll stick you, if you don't shut it down, see?'

'All right, all right!' said the tracker. 'I'll say no more and go on thinking. But what's the black sneak got to do with it all? That gobbler with the flapping hands?'

'I don't know. Nothing, maybe. But he's up to no good, nosing around, I'll wager. Curse him! No sooner had he slipped us and run off than word came he's wanted alive, wanted quick.'

'Well, I hope they get him and put him through it,' growled the tracker. 'He messed up the scent back there, pinching that cast-off mail-shirt that he found, and paddling all round the place before I could get there.'

'It saved his life anyhow,' said the soldier. 'Why, before I knew he was wanted I shot him, as neat as neat, at fifty paces right in the back; but he ran on.'

'Garn! You missed him,' said the tracker. 'First you shoot wild, then you run too slow, and then you send for the poor trackers. I've had enough of you.' He loped off.

'You come back,' shouted the soldier, 'or I'll report you!'

'Who to? Not to your precious Shagrat. He won't be captain any more.'

'I'll give your name and number to the Nazgûl,' said the soldier lowering his voice to a hiss. 'One of them 's in charge at the Tower now.'

The other halted, and his voice was full of fear and rage. 'You cursed peaching sneakthief!' he yelled. 'You can't do your job, and you can't even stick by your own folk. Go to your filthy Shriekers, and may they freeze the flesh off you! If the enemy doesn’t get them first. They've done in Number One, I've heard, and I hope it's true!'

The big orc, spear in hand, leapt after him. But the tracker, springing behind a stone, put an arrow in his eye as he ran up, and he fell with a crash. The other ran off across the valley and disappeared.

 

For a while the hobbits sat in silence. At length Sam stirred. 'Well I call that neat as neat,' he said. 'If this nice friendliness would spread about in Mordor, half our trouble would be over.'
Return of the King - Chapter 2: Land of Shadow

(ênfase minha para destacar semelhanças aos detalhes em questão)

    
02.07.2018 / 17:32

A passagem em questão poderia ser de O Retorno do Rei , Livro VI, Capítulo Um, "A Torre de Cirith Ungol".

Sam tinha se infiltrado na torre, que estava cheia de orcs mortos, para procurar por Frodo, quando de repente um orc vivo corre em direção a Sam, olhando para baixo.

It was no more than six paces from him when, lifting its head, it saw him; and Sam could hear its gasping breath and see the glare in its bloodshot eyes. It stopped short aghast. For what it saw was not a small frightened hobbit trying to hold a steady sword: it saw a great silent shape, cloaked in a grey shadow, looming against the wavering light behind; in one hand it held a sword, the very light of which was a bitter pain, the other was clutched at its breast, but held concealed some nameless menace of power and doom.

For a moment the orc crouched, and then with a hideous yelp of fear it turned and fled back as it had come.

Em outras passagens, os hobbits ouvem orcs conversando e descrevendo seus pensamentos e sentimentos, mas esta é provavelmente a única passagem que afirma diretamente as sensações e sentimentos de um orc.

    
02.07.2018 / 22:22

Eu não li, então sou eu que estou especulando de forma bastante selvagem.

É possível que você esteja se esquecendo, e o texto é, na verdade, de O Último Portador do Anel , de Kirill Eskov.

Este livro (uma continuação informal da trilogia LOTR) baseia-se na premissa de que o relato de Tolkien é uma "história escrita pelos vencedores". Na versão de Eskov da história, Mordor é descrito como um país pacífico à beira de uma revolução industrial que é uma ameaça à facção imperialista e de guerra representada por Gandalf.

    
03.07.2018 / 05:25