Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Tower of Cirith Ungol
ThevastvapoursthataroseinMordorandwentstreamingwestwardpassedlowoverhead,agreatwelterofcloudandsmokenowlitagainbeneathwithasullenglowofred.
Samlookeduptowardstheorc-tower,andsuddenlyfromitsnarrowwindowslightsstaredoutlikesmallredeyes.Hewonderediftheyweresomesignal.Hisfearoftheorcs,forgottenforawhileinhiswrathanddesperation,nowreturned.Asfarashecouldsee,therewasonlyonepossiblecourseforhimtotake:hemustgoonandtrytofindthemainentrancetothedreadfultower;buthiskneesfeltweak,andhefoundthathewastrembling.DrawinghiseyesdownfromthetowerandthehornsoftheCleftbeforehim,heforcedhisunwillingfeettoobeyhim,andslowly,listeningwithallhisears,peeringintothedenseshadowsoftherocksbesidetheway,heretracedhissteps,pasttheplacewhereFrodofell,andstillthestenchofSheloblingered,andthenonandup,untilhestoodagainintheverycleftwherehehadputontheRingandseenShagrat’scompanygoby.
Therehehaltedandsatdown.Forthemomenthecoulddrivehimselfnofurther.HefeltthatifoncehewentbeyondthecrownofthepassandtookonestepveritablydownintothelandofMordor,thatstepwouldbeirrevocable.Hecouldnevercomeback.WithoutanyclearpurposehedrewouttheRingandputitonagain.
