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(мрачно) Двоечник-хвостист был Моргот!  Подучил бы химию, прежде чем балрогов стряпать, глядишь, вышли б они влагонепроницаемые...

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Ну вот, пришёл текстолог.
Суть дела в следующем.
Кристорн - это ущелье. По правой (для беженцев из Гондолина) его стороне идёт довольно ровная тропа - причём идёт она выше уровня начала вечных снегов. То есть, справа от тропы - скальная стена, а слева - глубочайшая пропасть, на дне которой бежит река Торн Сир.
Говорится, что спуститься или упасть там можно, а подняться нельзя. Также говорится про "long teeth of rock up-pointing" - то бишь, острые, торчащие вверх, скальные выступы.
Торн Сир здесь, в верхнем течении, я так понимаю, немноговоден ("is a thin stream"). Он течёт с юга на север. Беженцы движутся в направлении истока (насколько я понимаю, там водопад, и можно перейти на другую сторону).

Над тропой устроили засаду орки, которые сбрасывают камни на беженцев. Сзади наступают на пятки преследователи, с балрогом в комплекте.
Торондор и другие орлы прилетают и сбрасывают орков в пропасть, но арьергард гондолинцев уже сцепился с тем отрядом, в котором балрог. Какое-то время они успешно сдерживают противника.
Поом балрог по камням, идущим сбоку от тропы, перескакивает мимо воинов туда, где находятся женщины и раненые. Глорфиндэл прыгает следом. Они сражаются на высоком камне, выше толпы беженцев, и люди (ну, то есть, эльфы) Глорфиндэла не могут прийти ему на помощь - они отрезаны этой толпой.
Глорфиндэл сражается с балрогом довольно успешно - в частности, отрубает ему по локоть руку с бичом и задевает плечо. Балрог, в гневе и страхе, бросается на Глорфиндэла, и они борются над пропастью (учтём, что на Глорфиндэле балрогоупорные доспехи).
В конце концов, эльф бьёт балрога кинжалом в живот (тот вдвое выше эльфа, так что цель находится на уровне глаз Глорфиндэла), балрог теряет равновесие и падает в пропасть, но успевает ухватить Глорфиндэла за волосы и, соответственно, утянуть вслед за собой. Отчего оба и погибли.

Суммируя: насколько я понимаю, на балрога подействовали _и_ падение со значительной высоты на острые камни, _и_ вода реки, _и_ полученные до того ранения.

Далее будет длинная цитата, из которой и взято всё вышеизложенное.

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Thus were they come to Cristhorn, which is an ill place by reason of its height, for this is so great that spring nor summer come ever there, and it is very cold. Indeed while the valley dances in the sun, there all the year snow dwells in those bleak places, and even as they came there the wind howled, coming from the north behind them, and it bit sorely. Snow fell and whirled in wind-eddies and got into their eyes, and this was not good, for there the path is narrow, and of the right or westerly hand a sheer wall rises nigh seven chains from the way, ere it bursts atop into jagged pinnacles where are many eyries. There dwells Thorndor King of Eagles, Lord of the Thornhoth, whom the Eldar named Sorontur. But of the other hand is a fall not right sheer yet dreadly steep, and it has long teeth of rock up-pointing so that one may climb down -- or fall maybe -- but by no means up. And from that deep is no escape at either end any more than by the sides, and Thorn Sir runs at bottom. He falls therein from the south over a great precipice but with a slender water, for he is a thin stream in those
heights, and he issues to the north after flowing but a rocky-mile above ground down a narrow passage that goes into the mountain, and scarce a fish could squeeze through with him. Galdor and his men were come now to the end nigh to where Thorn Sir falls into the abyss, and the others straggled, for all Tuor's efforts, back over most of the mile of the perilous way between chasm and cliff, so that Glorfindel's folk were scarce come to its beginning, when there was a yell in the night that echoed in that grim region. Behold, Galdor's men were beset in the dark suddenly by shapes leaping from behind rocks where they had lain hidden even from the glance of Legolas. It was Tuor's thought that they had fallen in with one of Melko's ranging companies, and he feared no more than a sharp brush in the dark, yet he sent the women and sick around him rearward and joined his men to Galdor's, and there was an affray upon the perilous path. But now rocks fell from above, and things looked ill, for they did grievous hurt; but matters seemed to Tuor yet worse when the noise of arms came from the rear, and tidings were said to him by a man of the Swallow that Glorfindel was ill bested by men from
behind, and that a Balrog was with them. Then was he sore afraid of a trap, and this was even what had in truth befallen; for watchers had been set by Melko all about the encircling hills. Yet so many did the valour of the Gondothlim draw off to the assault ere the city could be taken that these were
draw off to the assault ere the city could be taken that these were but thinly spread, and were at the least here in the south. Nonetheless one of these had espied the company as they started the upward going from the dale of hazels, and as many bands were got together against them as might be, and devised to fall upon the exiles to front and rear even upon the perilous way of Cristhorn.
Now Galdor and Glorfindel held their own despite the surprise of assault, and many of the Orcs were struck into the abyss; but the falling of the rocks was like to end all their valour, and the flight from Gondolin to come to ruin. The moon about that hour rose above the pass, and the gloom somewhat lifted, for his pale light  filtered into dark places; yet it lit not the path for the height of the walls. Then arose Thorndor, King of Eagles, and he loved not Melko, for Melko had caught many of his kindred and chained them against sharp rocks to squeeze from them the magic words  whereby he might learn to fly (for he dreamed of contending even against Manwe in the air); and when they would not tell he cut off  their wings and sought to fashion therefrom a mighty pair for his use, but it availed not.
Now when the clamour from the pass rose to his great eyrie he said: "Wherefore are these foul things, these Orcs of the hills,  climbed near to my throne; and why do the sons of the Noldoli cry out in the low places for fear of the children of Melko the accursed? Arise O Thornhoth, whose beaks are of steel and whose talons swords!"
Thereupon there was a rushing like a great wind in rocky places, and the Thornhoth, the people of the Eagles, fell on those Orcs who had scaled above the path, and tore their faces and their hands and flung them to the rocks of Thorn Sir far below. Then were the Gondothlim glad, and they made in after days the Eagle a sign of their kindred in token of their joy, and Idril bore it, but Earendel loved rather the Swan-wing of his father. Now unhampered Galdor's men bore back those that opposed them, for they were not very many and the onset of the Thornhoth affrighted them much; and the company fared forward again, though Glorfindel had fighting enough in the rear. Already the half had passed the perilous way and the falls of Thorn Sir, when that Balrog that was with the rearward foe leapt with great might on certain lofty rocks that stood into the path on the left side upon the lip of the chasm, and thence with a leap of fury he was past Glorfindel's men and among the women and the sick in front, lashing with his whip of flame. Then Glorfindel leapt forward upon him and his golden armour gleamed strangely in the moon, and he hewed at that demon that it leapt again upon a great
boulder and Glorfindel after. Now there was a deadly combat upon that high rock above the folk; and these, pressed behind and hindered ahead, were grown so close that well nigh all could see,
yet was it over ere Glorfindel's men could leap to his side. The ardour of Glorfindel drave that Balrog from point to point, and his mail fended him from its whip and claw. Now had he beaten a heavy swinge upon its iron helm, now hewn off the creature's whip-arm at the elbow. Then sprang the Balrog in the torment of his pain and fear full at Glorfindel, who stabbed like a dart of a snake; but he found only a shoulder, and was grappled, and they swayed to a fall upon the crag-top. Then Glorfindel's left hand sought a dirk, and this he thrust up that it pierced the Balrog's belly nigh his own face (for that demon was double his stature); and it shrieked, and fell backwards from the rock, and falling
clutched Glorfindel's yellow locks beneath his cap, and those twain fell into the abyss.
Now was this a very grievous thing, for Glorfindel was most dearly beloved -- and lo! the dint of their fall echoed about the hills, and the abyss of Thorn Sir rang. Then at the death-cry of the Balrog the Orcs before and behind wavered and were slain or fled far away, and Thorndor himself, a mighty bird, descended to the abyss and brought up the body of Glorfindel; but the Balrog lay, and the water of Thorn Sir ran black for many a day far below in Tumladin.

что-то не понял... почему то всю жызнь наивно
полагал, что Балроги - духи, переманенные Мелькором
но не сотворенные им. цитату, плиз. Балрогов несомненно
лупили и несомненно в том числе и мечами. а Гендальф
"своего" вообще грохнул где то далеко от воды (я прав?)

ЗЫ>> мы папочку Мелькора сильно любим, так что не
надо родителю лишнюю статью вешать!!!

оффтоп, однако... 

а потом - моя ж просил: с балрогами -  в отдельный тред...

что ви такое таки говорите, Honorik! никто
таки персонально вам ничего опять таки не инкремекактамего,
но балрогов Мелькорушка не творил. так то. но
рассуждения о плазме и пр в общем то не лишены. да-с...