Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Field of Cormallen
ButtheNazgûlturnedandfled,andvanishedintoMordor’sshadows,hearingasuddenterriblecalloutoftheDarkTower;andevenatthatmomentallthehostsofMordortrembled,doubtclutchedtheirhearts,theirlaughterfailed,theirhandsshookandtheirlimbswereloosed.ThePowerthatdrovethemonandfilledthemwithhateandfurywaswavering,itswillwasremovedfromthem;andnowlookingintheeyesoftheirenemiestheysawadeadlylightandwereafraid.
ThenalltheCaptainsoftheWestcriedaloud,fortheirheartswerefilledwithanewhopeinthemidstofdarkness.OutfromthebeleagueredhillsknightsofGondor,RidersofRohan,DunedainoftheNorth,close-serriedcompanies,droveagainsttheirwaveringfoes,piercingthepresswiththethrustofbitterspears.ButGandalflifteduphisarmsandcalledoncemoreinaclearvoice:
"Stand,MenoftheWest!Standandwait!Thisisthehourofdoom."
Andevenashespoketheearthrockedbeneaththeirfeet.Thenrisingswiftlyup,farabovetheTowersoftheBlackGate,highabovethemountains,avastsoaringdarknesssprangintothesky,flickeringwithfire.Theearthgroanedandquaked.TheTowersoftheTeethswayed,tottered,andfelldown;themightyrampartcrumbled;theBlackGatewashurledinruin;andfromfaraway,nowdim,nowgrowing,nowmountingtotheclouds,therecameadrummingrumble,aroar,alongechoingrollofruinousnoise.
"TherealmofSauronisended!"saidGandalf.
