Сильмариллион
Of Turin Turambar
Butashepassedbynightthroughthatevillandhecameupononelyingasleepatthefootofagreatdeadtree;andBelegstayinghisstepsbesidethesleepersawthatitwasanElf.Thenhespoketohim,andgavehimlembas,andaskedhimwhatfatehadbroughthimtothatterribleplace;andhenamedhimselfGwindor,sonofGuilin.
GrievingBeleglookeduponhim;forGwindorwasnowbutabentandfearfulshadowofhisformershapeandmood,whenintheNirnaethArnoediadthatlordofNargothrondrodewithrashcouragetotheverydoorsofAngband,andtherewastaken.ForfewoftheNoldorwhomMorgothcapturedwereputtodeath,becauseoftheirskillinforgingandinminingformetalsandgems;andGwindorwasnotslain,butputtolabourintheminesoftheNorth.BysecrettunnelsknownonlytothemselvestheminingElvesmightsometimesescape;andthusitcametopassthatBelegfoundhim,spentandbewilderedinthemazesofTaur-nu-Fuin.’
AndGwindortoldhimthatashelayandlurkedamongthetreeshesawagreatcompanyofOrcspassingnorthwards,andwolveswentwiththem;andamongthemwasaMan,whosehandswerechained,andtheydrovehimonwardwithwhips.’Verytallhewas’,saidGwindor,’astallasaretheMenfromthemistyhillsofHithlum.’ThenBelegtoldhimofhisownerrandinTaur-nu-Fuin;andGwindorsoughttodissuadehimfromhisquest,sayingthathewouldbutjoinTurinintheanguishthatawaitedhim.
