Властелин колец: Две башни
The Black Gate is Closed
Theybuiltverytalltowers,andonetheyraisedwassilver-white,andinittherewasastoneliketheMoon,androunditweregreatwhitewalls.Oyes,thereweremanytalesabouttheToweroftheMoon.’
`ThatwouldbeMinasIthilthatIsildurthesonofElendilbuilt’saidFrodo.`ItwasIsildurwhocutoffthefingeroftheEnemy.’
`Yes,HehasonlyfourontheBlackHand,buttheyareenough,’saidGollumshuddering.’AndHehatedIsildur’scity.’
’Whatdoeshenothate?’saidFrodo.’ButwhathastheToweroftheMoontodowithus?’
’Well,master,thereitwasandthereitis:thetalltowerandthewhitehousesandthewall;butnotnicenow,notbeautiful.Heconquereditlongago.Itisaveryterribleplacenow.Travellersshiverwhentheyseeit,theycreepoutofsight,theyavoiditsshadow.Butmasterwillhavetogothatway.Thatistheonlyotherway,Forthemountainsarelowerthere,andtheoldroadgoesupandup,untilitreachesadarkpassatthetop,andthenitgoesdown,down,again-toGorgoroth.’Hisvoicesanktoawhisperandheshuddered.
`Buthowwillthathelpus?’askedSam.`SurelytheEnemyknowsallabouthisownmountains,andthatroadwillbeguardedascloseasthis?Thetowerisn’tempty,isit?’
`Ono,notempty!’whisperedGollum.`Itseemsempty,butitisn’t,Ono!Verydreadfulthingslivethere.Orcs.yesalwaysOrcs;butworsethings,worsethingslivetheretoo.Theroadclimbsrightundertheshadowofthewallsandpassesthegate.
