Властелин колец: Братство кольца
The Mirror of Galadriel
Asmokeasoffireandbattlearose,andagainthesunwentdowninaburningredthatfadedintoagreymist;andintothemistasmallshippassedaway,twinklingwithlights.Itvanished,andFrodosighedandpreparedtodrawaway.
ButsuddenlytheMirrorwentaltogetherdark,asdarkasifaholehadopenedintheworldofsight,andFrodolookedintoemptiness.IntheblackabyssthereappearedasingleEyethatslowlygrew.untilitfillednearlyalltheMirror.SoterriblewasitthatFrodostoodrooted,unabletocryoutortowithdrawhisgaze.TheEyewasrimmedwithfire,butwasitselfglazed,yellowasacat’s,watchfulandintent,andtheblackslitofitspupilopenedonapit,awindowintonothing.
ThentheEyebegantorove,searchingthiswayandthat;andFrodoknewwithcertaintyandhorrorthatamongthemanythingsthatitsoughthehimselfwasone.Buthealsoknewthatitcouldnotseehim-notyet,notunlesshewilledit.TheRingthathunguponitschainabouthisneckgrewheavy,heavierthanagreatstone,andhisheadwasdraggeddownwards.TheMirrorseemedtobegrowinghotandcurlsofsteamwererisingfromthewater.Hewasslippingforward.
"Donottouchthewater!"saidtheLadyGaladrielsoftly.Thevisionfaded,andFrodofoundthathewaslookingatthecoolstarstwinklinginthesilverbasin.HesteppedbackshakingalloverandlookedattheLady.
"Iknowwhatitwasthatyoulastsaw,"shesaid;"forthatisalsoinmymind.
