Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Farewell to Lorien
TheretheRiverflowsinstonyvaleamidhighmoors,untilatlastaftermanyleaguesitcomestothetallislandoftheTindrock,thatwecallTolBrandir.Thereitcastsitsarmsaboutthesteepshoresoftheisle,andfallsthenwithagreatnoiseandsmokeoverthecataractsofRaurosdownintotheNindalf,theWetwangasitiscalledinyourtongue.Thatisawideregionofsluggishfenwherethestreambecomestortuousandmuchdivided.TheretheEntwashflowsinbymanymouthsfromtheForestofFangorninthewest.Aboutthatstream,onthissideoftheGreatRiver,liesRohan.OnthefurthersidearethebleakhillsoftheEmynMuil.ThewindblowsfromtheEastthere,fortheylookoutovertheDeadMarshesandtheNoman-landstoCirithGorgorandtheblackgatesofMordor.
"Boromir,andanythatgowithhimseekingMinasTirith,willdowelltoleavetheGreatRiveraboveRaurosandcrosstheEntwashbeforeitfindsthemarshes.Yettheyshouldnotgotoofarupthatstream,norriskbecomingentangledintheForestofFangorn.Thatisastrangeland,andisnowlittleknown.ButBoromirandAragorndoubtlessdonotneedthiswarning."
"IndeedwehaveheardofFangorninMinasTirith,"saidBoromir."ButwhatIhaveheardseemstomeforthemostpartoldwives"tales,suchaswetelltoourchildren.AllthatliesnorthofRohanisnowtoussofarawaythatfancycanwanderfreelythere.
