Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Muster of Rohan
Ateachturnoftheroadthereweregreatstandingstonesthathadbeencarvedinthelikenessofmen,hugeandclumsy-limbed,squattingcross-leggedwiththeirstumpyarmsfoldedonfatbellies.Someinthewearingoftheyearshadlostallfeaturessavethedarkholesoftheireyesthatstillstaredsadlyatthepassers-by.TheRidershardlyglancedatthem.ThePúkel-mentheycalledthem,andheededthemlittle:nopowerorterrorwasleftinthem;butMerrygazedatthemwithwonderandafeelingalmostofpity,astheyloomedupmournfullyinthedusk.
Afterawhilehelookedbackandfoundthathehadalreadyclimbedsomehundredsoffeetabovethevalley,butstillfarbelowhecoulddimlyseeawindinglineofRiderscrossingthefordandfilingalongtheroadtowardsthecamppreparedforthem.OnlythekingandhisguardweregoingupintotheHold.
Atlasttheking’scompanycametoasharpbrink,andtheclimbingroadpassedintoacuttingbetweenwallsofrock,andsowentupashortslopeandoutontoawideupland.TheFirienfeldmencalledit,agreenmountain-fieldofgrassandheath,highabovethedeep-delvedcoursesoftheSnowbourn,laiduponthelapofthegreatmountainsbehind:theStarkhornsouthwards,andnorthwardsthesaw-toothedmassofIrensaga,betweenwhichtherefacedtheriders,thegrimblackwalloftheDwimorberg,theHauntedMountainrisingoutofsteepslopesofsombrepines.Dividingtheuplandintotwotheremarchedadoublelineofunshapedstandingstonesthatdwindledintotheduskandvanishedinthetrees.
