Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Siege of Gondor
PippinmarvelledattheamountthattheLordseemedtoknowaboutapeoplethatlivedfaraway,thoughitmust,hethought,bemanyyearssinceDenethorhimselfhadriddenabroad.
PresentlyDenethorwavedtoPippinanddismissedhimagainforawhile.‘GotothearmouriesoftheCitadel,’hesaid,‘andgetyoutheretheliveryandgearoftheTower.Itwillbeready.Itwascommandedyesterday.Returnwhenyouareclad!’
Itwasashesaid;andPippinsoonfoundhimselfarrayedinstrangegarments,allofblackandsilver.Hehadasmallhauberk,itsringsforgedofsteel,maybe,yetblackasjet;andahigh-crownedhelmwithsmallraven-wingsoneitherside,setwithasilverstarinthecentreofthecirclet.Abovethemailwasashortsurcoatofblack,butbroideredonthebreastinsilverwiththetokenoftheTree.Hisoldclotheswerefoldedandputaway,buthewaspermittedtokeepthegreycloakofLórien,thoughnottowearitwhenonduty.Helookednow,hadheknownit,verilyErniliPheriannath,thePrinceoftheHalflings,thatfolkhadcalledhim;buthefeltuncomfortable.Andthegloombegantoweighonhisspirits.
Itwasdarkanddimallday.Fromthesunlessdawnuntileveningtheheavyshadowhaddeepened,andallheartsintheCitywereoppressed.FaraboveagreatcloudstreamedslowlywestwardfromtheBlackLand,devouringlight,borneuponawindofwar;butbelowtheairwasstillandbreathless,asifalltheValeofAnduinwaitedfortheonsetofaruinousstorm.
Abouttheeleventhhour,releasedatlastforawhilefromservice.