Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
Mount Doom
Inthedimnessofitsdrearydayfewthingseveninthatlandofvigilancecouldhaveespiedthem,savefromcloseathand.OfalltheslavesoftheDarkLord,onlytheNazgûlcouldhavewarnedhimoftheperilthatcrept,smallbutindomitable,intotheveryheartofhisguardedrealm.ButtheNazgûlandtheirblackwingswereabroadonanothererrand:theyweregatheredfaraway,shadowingthemarchoftheCaptainsoftheWest,andthitherthethoughtoftheDarkTowerwasturned.
ThatdayitseemedtoSamthathismasterhadfoundsomenewstrength,morethancouldbeexplainedbythesmalllighteningoftheloadthathehadtocarry.Inthefirstmarchestheywentfurtherandfasterthanhehadhoped.Thelandwasroughandhostile,andyettheymademuchprogress,andevertheMountaindrewnearer.Butasthedayworeonandalltoosoonthedimlightbegantofail,Frodostoopedagain,andbegantostagger,asiftherenewedefforthadsquanderedhisremainingstrength.
Attheirlasthalthesankdownandsaid:"I’mthirsty,Sam,"anddidnotspeakagain.Samgavehimamouthfulofwater;onlyonemoremouthfulremained.Hewentwithouthimself;andnowasoncemorethenightofMordorclosedoverthem,throughallhisthoughtstherecamethememoryofwater;andeverybrookorstreamorfountthathehadeverseen,undergreenwillow-shadesortwinklinginthesun,dancedandrippledforhistormentbehindtheblindnessofhiseyes.
