-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Джон Толкин
-
- Властелин колец: Братство кольца
-
- Стр. 216/422
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
I
know
,
"
said
Frodo
.
"
They
were
terrible
to
behold
!
But
why
could
we
all
see
their
horses
?
"
"
Because
they
are
real
horses
;
just
as
the
black
robes
are
real
robes
that
they
wear
to
give
shape
to
their
nothingness
when
they
have
dealings
with
the
living
.
"
"
Then
why
do
these
black
horses
endure
such
riders
?
All
other
animals
are
terrified
when
they
draw
near
,
even
the
elf-horse
of
Glorfindel
.
The
dogs
howl
and
the
geese
scream
at
them
.
"
"
Because
these
horses
are
born
and
bred
to
the
service
of
the
Dark
Lord
in
Mordor
.
Not
all
his
servants
and
chattels
are
wraiths
!
There
are
orcs
and
trolls
,
there
are
wargs
and
werewolves
;
and
there
have
been
and
still
are
many
Men
,
warriors
and
kings
,
that
walk
alive
under
the
Sun
,
and
yet
are
under
his
sway
.
And
their
number
is
growing
daily
.
"
"
What
about
Rivendell
and
the
Elves
?
Is
Rivendell
safe
?
"
"
Yes
,
at
present
,
until
all
else
is
conquered
.
The
Elves
may
fear
the
Dark
Lord
,
and
they
may
fly
before
him
,
but
never
again
will
they
listen
to
him
or
serve
him
.
And
here
in
Rivendell
there
live
still
some
of
his
chief
foes
:
the
Elven-wise
,
lords
of
the
Eldar
from
beyond
the
furthest
seas
.
They
do
not
fear
the
Ringwraiths
,
for
those
who
have
dwelt
in
the
Blessed
Realm
live
at
once
in
both
worlds
,
and
against
both
the
Seen
and
the
Unseen
they
have
great
power
.
"
"
I
thought
that
I
saw
a
white
figure
that
shone
and
did
not
grow
dim
like
the
others
.
Was
that
Glorfindel
then
?
"
"
Yes
,
you
saw
him
for
a
moment
as
he
is
upon
the
other
side
:
one
of
the
mighty
of
the
Firstborn
.
He
is
an
Elf-lord
of
a
house
of
princes
.
Indeed
there
is
a
power
in
Rivendell
to
withstand
the
might
of
Mordor
,
for
a
while
:
and
elsewhere
other
powers
still
dwell
.
There
is
power
,
too
,
of
another
kind
in
the
Shire
.
But
all
such
places
will
soon
become
islands
under
siege
,
if
things
go
on
as
they
are
going
.
The
Dark
Lord
is
putting
forth
all
his
strength
.
"
Still
,
"
he
said
,
standing
suddenly
up
and
sticking
out
his
chin
.
while
his
beard
went
stiff
and
straight
like
bristling
wire
,
"
we
must
keep
up
our
courage
.
You
will
soon
be
well
,
if
I
do
not
talk
you
to
death
.
You
are
in
Rivendell
,
and
you
need
not
worry
about
anything
for
the
present
.
"
