Властелин колец: Две башни

           Thensuddenly,releasedfromtheholdingspelltorunalittlewhileinvainpanicfortheamusementoftheeyes,theybothturnedandfledtogether;butevenastheyranFrodolookedbackandsawwithterrorthatatoncetheeyescameleapingupbehind.Thestenchofdeathwaslikeacloudabouthim.

           ’Stand!stand!’hecrieddesperately.`Runningisnouse.’

           Slowlytheeyescreptnearer.

           `Galadriel!’hecalled,andgatheringhiscourageheliftedupthePhialoncemore.Theeyeshalted.Foramomenttheirregardrelaxed,asifsomehintofdoubttroubledthem.ThenFrodo’sheartflamedwithinhim,andwithoutthinkingwhathedid,whetheritwasfollyordespairorcourage,hetookthePhialinhislefthand,andwithhisrighthanddrewhissword.Stingflashedout,andthesharpelven-bladesparkledinthesilverlight,butatitsedgesabluefireflicked.Thenholdingthestaraloftandthebrightswordadvanced,Frodo,hobbitoftheShire,walkedsteadilydowntomeettheeyes.

           Theywavered.Doubtcameintothemasthelightapproached.Onebyonetheydimmed,andslowlytheydrewback.Nobrightnesssodeadlyhadeverafflictedthembefore.Fromsunandmoonandstartheyhadbeensafeunderground,butnowastarhaddescendedintotheveryearth.Stillitapproached,andtheeyesbegantoquail.Onebyonetheyallwentdark;theyturnedaway,andagreatbulk,beyondthelight’sreach,heaveditshugeshadowinbetween.Theyweregone.

           ’Master,master!’criedSam.Hewasclosebehind,hisownsworddrawnandready.