Сильмариллион
Of Turin Turambar
Thenhewasarousedintoasuddenwakefulnessofrageandfear,andseeingonebendingoverhimwithnakedbladeheleaptupwithagreatcry,believingthatOrcswerecomeagaintotormenthim;andgrapplingwithhiminthedarknessheseizedAnglachel,andslewBelegCuthalionthinkinghimafoe.
Butashestood,findinghimselffree,andreadytosellhislifedearlyagainstimaginedfoes,therecameagreatflashoflightningabovethem;andinitslighthelookeddownonBeleg’sface.ThenTurinstoodstone-stillandsilent,staringonthatdreadfuldeath,knowingwhathehaddone;andsoterriblewashisface,litbythelightningthatflickeredallaboutthem,thatGwindorcowereddownuponthegroundanddarednotraisehiseyes.’
ButnowinthedellbeneaththeOrcswerearoused,andallthecampwasinatumult;fortheyfearedthethunderthatcameoutofthewest,believingthatitwassentagainstthembythegreatEnemiesbeyondtheSea.Thenawindarose,andgreatrainsfell,andtorrentssweptdownfromtheheightsofTaur-nu-Fuin;andthoughGwindorcriedouttoTurin,warninghimoftheirutmostperil,hemadenoanswer,butsatunmovingandunweepinginthetempestbesidethebodyofBelegCuthalion.
WhenmorningcamethestormwaspassedawayeastwardoverLothlann,andthesunofautumnrosehotandbright;butbelievingthatTurinwouldhavefledfarawayfromthatplaceandalltraceofhisflightbewashedaway,theOrcsdepartedinhastewithoutlongersearch,andfaroffGwindorsawthemmarchingawayoverthesteamingsandsofAnfauglith.
