Сильмариллион
Of Turin Turambar
ThenTurin’seyeswereopened,andthelastthreadsofGlaurung’sspellwereloosed;andforanguish,andwrathattheliesthathaddeludedhim,andhatredoftheoppressorsofMorwen,ablackrageseizedhim,andheslewBroddainhishall,andotherEasterlingsthatwerehisguests.Thereafterhefledoutintothewinter,ahuntedman;buthewasaidedbysomethatremainedofHador’speopleandknewthewaysofthewild,andwiththemheescapedthroughthefallingsnowandcametoanoutlaws’refugeinthesouthernmountainsofDor-lomin.ThenceTurinpassedagainfromthelandofhischildhood,andreturnedtoSirion’svale.Hisheartwasbitter,fortoDor-lominhehadbroughtonlygreaterwoeupontheremnantofhispeople,andtheyweregladofhisgoing;andthiscomfortalonehehad:thatbytheprowessoftheBlackSwordthewaystoDoriathhadbeenlaidopentoMorwen.Andhesaidinhisthought:’Thenthosedeedswroughtnoteviltoall.
AndwhereelsemightIhavebetterbestowedmykin,evenhadIcomesooner?ForiftheGirdleofMelianbebroken,thenlasthopeisended.Nay,itisbetterindeedasthingsbe;forashadowIcastwheresoeverIcome.LetMeliankeepthem!AndIwillleavetheminpeaceunshadowedforawhile.’
NowTurincomingdownfromEredWethrinsoughtforFinduilasinvain,roamingthewoodsbeneaththemountains,wildandwaryasabeast;andhewaylaidalltheroadsthatwentnorthtothePassofSirion.Buthewastoolate;forallthetrailshadgrownold,orwerewashedawaybythewinter.
