Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Tower of Cirith Ungol
SomewouldflowblazingtowardsBarad-durdowngreatchannels;somewouldwindtheirwayintothestonyplain,untiltheycooledandlayliketwisteddragon-shapesvomitedfromthetormentedearth.InsuchanhouroflabourSambeheldMountDoom,andthelightofit,cutoffbythehighscreenoftheEphelDuathfromthosewhoclimbedupthepathfromtheWest,nowglaredagainstthestarkrockfaces,sothattheyseemedtobedrenchedwithblood.
InthatdreadfullightSamstoodaghast,fornow,lookingtohisleft,hecouldseetheTowerofCirithUngolinallitsstrength.Thehornthathehadseenfromtheothersidewasonlyitstopmostturret.Itseasternfacestoodupinthreegreattiersfromashelfinthemountain-wallfarbelow;itsbackwastoagreatcliffbehind,fromwhichitjuttedoutinpointedbastions,oneabovetheother,diminishingastheyrose,withsheersidesofcunningmasonrythatlookednorth-eastandsouth-east.Aboutthelowesttier,twohundredfeetbelowwhereSamnowstood,therewasabattlementedwallenclosinganarrowcourt.Itsgate,uponthenearsouth-easternside,openedonabroadroad,theouterparapetofwhichranuponthebrinkofaprecipice,untilitturnedsouthwardandwentwindingdownintothedarknesstojointheroadthatcameovertheMorgulPass.ThenonitwentthroughajaggedriftintheMorgaioutintothevalleyofGorgorothandawaytoBarad-dur.
