Властелин колец: Две башни
The White Rider
Ithrewdownmyenemy,andhefellfromthehighplaceandbrokethemountain-sidewherehesmoteitinhisruin.Thendarknesstookme;andIstrayedoutofthoughtandtime,andIwanderedfaronroadsthatIwillnottell.
’NakedIwassentback-forabrieftime,untilmytaskisdone.AndnakedIlayuponthemountain-top.Thetowerbehindwascrumbledintodust,thewindowgone;theruinedstairwaschokedwithburnedandbrokenstone.Iwasalone,forgotten,withoutescapeuponthehardhornoftheworld.ThereIlaystaringupward,whilethestarswheeledover,andeachdaywasaslongasalife-ageoftheearth.Fainttomyearscamethegatheredrumourofalllands:thespringingandthedying,thesongandtheweeping,andthesloweverlastinggroanofoverburdenedstone.AndsoatthelastGwaihirtheWindlordfoundmeagain,andhetookmeupandboremeaway.
’’EveramIfatedtobeyourburden,friendatneed,’Isaid.
’’Aburdenyouhavebeen,’heanswered,’butnotsonow.Lightasaswan’sfeatherinmyclawyouare.TheSunshinesthroughyou.IndeedIdonotthinkyouneedmeanymore:wereItoletyoufallyouwouldfloatuponthewind.’
’’Donotletmefall!’Igasped,forIfeltlifeinmeagain.’BearmetoLothlórien!’
’’ThatindeedisthecommandoftheLadyGaladrielwhosentmetolookforyou,’heanswered.
’ThusitwasthatIcametoCarasGaladhonandfoundyoubutlatelygone.Itarriedthereintheagelesstimeofthatlandwheredaysbringhealingnotdecay.
