Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Land of Shadow
"Prettyhopeless,Icallit–savingthatwherethere’ssuchalotoffolktheremustbewellsorwater,nottomentionfood.AndtheseareMennotOrcs,ormyeyesareallwrong."
NeitherhenorFrodoknewanythingofthegreatslave-workedfieldsawaysouthinthiswiderealm,beyondthefumesoftheMountainbythedarksadwatersofLakeNurnen;norofthegreatroadsthatranawayeastandsouthtotributarylands,fromwhichthesoldiersoftheTowerbroughtlongwaggon-trainsofgoodsandbootyandfreshslaves.Hereinthenorthwardregionsweretheminesandforges,andthemusteringsoflong-plannedwar;andheretheDarkPower,movingitsarmieslikepiecesontheboard,wasgatheringthemtogether.Itsfirstmoves,thefirstfeelersofitsstrength,hadbeencheckeduponitswesternline,southwardandnorthward.Forthemomentitwithdrewthem,andbroughtupnewforces,massingthemaboutCirithGorgorforanavengingstroke.AndifithadalsobeenitspurposetodefendtheMountainagainstallapproach,itcouldscarcelyhavedonemore.
"Well!"Samwenton."Whatevertheyhavetoeatanddrink,wecan’tgetit.There’snowaydownthatIcansee.Andwecouldn’tcrossallthatopencountrycrawlingwithenemies,evenifwedidgetdown."
"Stillweshallhavetotry,"saidFrodo."It’snoworsethanIexpected.Ineverhopedtogetacross.Ican’tseeanyhopeofitnow.ButI’vestillgottodothebestIcan.Atpresentthatistoavoidbeingcapturedaslongaspossible.
