Властелин колец: Две башни

           ’Well,we’dbetterdecideonthewaynow,’saidPippin.’Themorningmustbegettingon.’

           Justthentheybecameawareofayellowlightthathadappeared,somewayfurtheronintothewood:shaftsofsunlightseemedsuddenlytohavepiercedtheforest-roof.

           ’Hullo!’saidMerry.’TheSunmusthaverunintoacloudwhilewe’vebeenunderthesetrees,andnowshehasrunoutagain;orelseshehasclimbedhighenoughtolookdownthroughsomeopening.Itisn’tfar-let’sgoandinvestigate!’

           Theyfounditwasfurtherthantheythought.Thegroundwasrisingsteeplystill,anditwasbecomingincreasinglystony.Thelightgrewbroaderastheywenton,andsoontheysawthattherewasarock-wallbeforethem:thesideofahill,ortheabruptendofsomelongrootthrustoutbythedistantmountains.Notreesgrewonit,andthesunwasfallingfullonitsstonyface.Thetwigsofthetreesatitsfootwerestretchedoutstiffandstill,asifreachingouttothewarmth.Whereallhadlookedsoshabbyandgreybefore,thewoodnowgleamedwithrichbrowns,andwiththesmoothblack-greysofbarklikepolishedleather.Thebolesofthetreesglowedwithasoftgreenlikeyounggrass:earlyspringorafleetingvisionofitwasaboutthem.

           Inthefaceofthestonywalltherewassomethinglikeastair:naturalperhaps,andmadebytheweatheringandsplittingoftherock,foritwasroughanduneven.Highup,almostlevelwiththetopsofforest-trees,therewasashelfunderacliff.