Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
Mount Doom
Thelightsprangupagain,andthereonthebrinkofthechasm,attheveryCrackofDoom,stoodFrodo,blackagainsttheglare,tense,erect,butstillasifhehadbeenturnedtostone.
"Master!"criedSam.
ThenFrodostirredandspokewithaclearvoice,indeedwithavoiceclearerandmorepowerfulthanSamhadeverheardhimuse,anditroseabovethethrobandturmoilofMountDoom,ringingintheroofandwalls.
"Ihavecome,"hesaid."ButIdonotchoosenowtodowhatIcametodo.Iwillnotdothisdeed.TheRingismine!"Andsuddenly,ashesetitonhisfinger,hevanishedfromSam’ssight.Samgasped,buthehadnochancetocryout,foratthatmomentmanythingshappened.
SomethingstruckSamviolentlyintheback,hislegswereknockedfromunderhimandhewasflungaside,strikinghisheadagainstthestonyfloor,asadarkshapesprangoverhim.Helaystillandforamomentallwentblack.
Andfaraway,asFrodoputontheRingandclaimeditforhisown,eveninSammathNaurtheveryheartofhisrealm,thePowerinBarad-durwasshaken,andtheTowertrembledfromitsfoundationstoitsproudandbittercrown.TheDarkLordwassuddenlyawareofhim,andhisEyepiercingallshadowslookedacrosstheplaintothedoorthathehadmade;andthemagnitudeofhisownfollywasrevealedtohiminablindingflash,andallthedevicesofhisenemieswereatlastlaidbare.
