Властелин колец: Две башни
Helm’s Deep
Therisingsunwashazy,andbehindit,followingitslowlyupthesky,therewasagrowingdarkness,asofagreatstormmovingoutoftheEast.AndawayintheNorth-westthereseemedtobeanotherdarknessbroodingaboutthefeetoftheMistyMountains,ashadowthatcreptdownslowlyfromtheWizard’sVale.
GandalfdroppedbacktowhereLegolasrodebesideÉomer.’Youhavethekeeneyesofyourfairkindred,Legolas,’hesaid;’andtheycantellasparrowfromafinchaleagueoff.Tellme,canyousecanythingawayyondertowardsIsengard?’
’Manymilesliebetween,’saidLegolas,gazingthitherandshadinghiseyeswithhislonghand.’Icanseeadarkness.Thereareshapesmovinginit,greatshapesfarawayuponthebankoftheriver;butwhattheyareIcannottell.Itisnotmistorcloudthatdefeatsmyeyes:thereisaveilingshadowthatsomepowerlaysupontheland,anditmarchesslowlydownstream.Itisasifthetwilightunderendlesstreeswereflowingdownwardsfromthehills.’
’AndbehinduscomesaverystormofMordor,’saidGandalf.’Itwillbeablacknight.’
Astheseconddayoftheirridingdrewon,theheavinessintheairincreased.Intheafternoonthedarkcloudsbegantoovertakethem:asombrecanopywithgreatbillowingedgesfleckedwithdazzlinglight.Thesunwentdown,blood-redinasmokinghaze.