Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Lothlorien
"Samhastilyputhishandoverhismouth."Buttheysayalsothatyouneedhavenofear.Theyhavebeenawareofusforalongwhile.TheyheardmyvoiceacrosstheNimrodel,andknewthatIwasoneoftheirNorthernkindred,andthereforetheydidnothinderourcrossing;andafterwardstheyheardmysong.NowtheybidmeclimbupwithFrodo;fortheyseemtohavehadsometidingsofhimandofourjourney.Theotherstheyasktowaitalittleandtokeepwatchatthefootofthetree,untiltheyhavedecidedwhatistobedone."
Outoftheshadowsaladderwasletdown:itwasmadeofrope,silver-greyandglimmeringinthedark,andthoughitlookedslenderitprovedstrongenoughtobearmanymen.Legolasranlightlyup,andFrodofollowedslowly;behindcameSamtryingnottobreatheloudly.Thebranchesofthemallorn-treegrewoutnearlystraightfromthetrunk,andthensweptupward;butnearthetopthemainstemdividedintoacrownofmanyboughs,andamongthesetheyfoundthattherehadbeenbuiltawoodenplatform,orfletassuchthingswerecalledinthosedays:theElvescalleditatalan.Itwasreachedbyaroundholeinthecentrethroughwhichtheladderpassed.
WhenFrodocameatlastupontotheflethefoundLegolasseatedwiththreeotherElves.Theywerecladinshadowy-grey,andcouldnotbeseenamongthetree-stems,unlesstheymovedsuddenly.Theystoodup,andoneofthemuncoveredasmalllampthatgaveoutaslendersilverbeam.Hehelditup,lookingatFrodo’sface,andSam’s.
