Властелин колец: Две башни

           Thensuddenlystraightovertherimoftheirshelteringbank,amanfell,crashingthroughtheslendertrees,nearlyontopofthem.Hecametorestinthefernafewfeetaway,facedownward,greenarrow-feathersstickingfromhisneckbelowagoldencollar.Hisscarletrobesweretattered,hiscorsletofoverlappingbrazenplateswasrentandhewn,hisblackplaitsofhairbraidedwithgoldweredrenchedwithblood.Hisbrownhandstillclutchedthehiltofabrokensword.

           ItwasSam’sfirstviewofabattleofMenagainstMen,andhedidnotlikeitmuch.Hewasgladthathecouldnotseethedeadface.Hewonderedwhattheman’snamewasandwherehecamefrom;andifhewasreallyevilofheart,orwhatliesorthreatshadledhimonthelongmarchfromhishome;andifhewouldnotreallyratherhavestayedthereinpeace-allinaflashofthoughtwhichwasquicklydrivenfromhismind.ForjustasMablungsteppedtowardsthefallenbody,therewasanewnoise.Greatcryingandshouting.AmidstitSamheardashrillbellowingortrumpeting.Andthenagreatthuddingandbumping.likehugeramsdinningontheground.

           ’Ware!Ware!’criedDamrodtohiscompanion.’MaytheValarturnhimaside!Mûmak!Mûmak!’

           Tohisastonishmentandterror,andlastingdelight,Samsawavastshapecrashoutofthetreesandcomecareeringdowntheslope.Bigasahouse,muchbiggerthanahouse,itlookedtohim,agrey-cladmovinghill.