Властелин колец: Две башни
Flotsam and Jetsam
Welayontopofapileofstone,andcouldseenothingbeyondit.Mistorshadowsblottedouteverythinglikeagreatblanketallroundus.Theairseemedhotandheavy;anditwasfullofrustlings,creakings,andamurmurlikevoicespassing.IthinkthathundredsmoreoftheHuornsmusthavebeenpassingbytohelpinthebattle.Latertherewasagreatrumbleofthunderawaysouth,andflashesoflightningfarawayacrossRohan.Everynowandthenwecouldseemountain-peaks,milesandmilesaway,staboutsuddenly,blackandwhite,andthenvanish.Andbehindustherewerenoiseslikethunderinhills,butdifferent.Attimesthewholevalleyechoed.
’ItmusthavebeenaboutmidnightwhentheEntsbrokethedamsandpouredallthegatheredwatersthroughagapinthenorthernwall,downintoIsengard.TheHuorn-darkhadpassed,andthethunderhadrolledaway.TheMoonwassinkingbehindthewesternmountains.
’Isengardbegantofillupwithblackcreepingstreamsandpools.TheyglitteredinthelastlightoftheMoon,astheyspreadovertheplain.Everynowandthenthewatersfoundtheirwaydownintosomeshaftorspouthole.Greatwhitesteamshissedup.Smokeroseinbillows.Therewereexplosionsandgustsoffire.Onegreatcoilofvapourwentwhirlingup,twistingroundandroundOrthanc,untilitlookedlikeatallpeakofcloud,fieryunderneathandmoonlitabove.Andstillmorewaterpouredin,untilatlastIsengardlookedlikeahugeflatsaucepan,allsteamingandbubbling.’
