Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Battle of the Pelennor Fields
Overthefieldranghisclearvoicecalling:‘Death!Ride,ridetoruinandtheworld’sending!’
Andwiththatthehostbegantomove.ButtheRohirrimsangnomore.Deaththeycriedwithonevoiceloudandterrible,andgatheringspeedlikeagreattidetheirbattlesweptabouttheirfallenkingandpassed,roaringawaysouthwards.
AndstillMeriadocthehobbitstoodthereblinkingthroughhistearsandnoonespoketohim,indeednoneseemedtoheedhim.Hebrushedawaythetears,andstoopedtopickupthegreenshieldthatÉowynhadgivenhim;andheslungitathisback.Thenhelookedforhisswordthathehadletfall;forevenashestruckhisblowhisarmwasnumbed,andnowhecouldonlyusehislefthand.Andbehold!therelayhisweapon,butthebladewassmokinglikeadrybranchthathasbeenthrustinafire;andashewatchedit,itwrithedandwitheredandwasconsumed.
SopassedtheswordoftheBarrow-downs,workofWesternesse.ButgladwouldhehavebeentoknowitsfatewhowroughtitslowlylongagointheNorth-kingdomwhentheDúnedainwereyoung,andchiefamongtheirfoeswasthedreadrealmofAngmaranditssorcererking.Nootherblade,notthoughmightierhandshadwieldedit,wouldhavedealtthatfoeawoundsobitter,cleavingtheundeadflesh,breakingthespellthatknithisunseensinewstohiswill.
Mennowraisedtheking,andlayingcloaksuponspear-truncheonstheymadeshifttobearhimawaytowardstheCity;andothersliftedÉowyngentlyupandboreherafterhim.
