A/N Ok, This is my sad attempt to get in Melkor...sorry Morgoth's head after Varda wed Manwe, as he begins to plot his rebellion.

I loved her.

Varda.

The queen of the stars. The queen of my heart. The most beutiful being to be born to Arda. I loved her with all of my heart. With all that I possess. I would Give her all that I am. I told her she could be happy with me. She would be happy with me.

But no. She wed Manwe. He was my brother! I thought she shared my love. But, she denied me. Why should I live? She was my life.

I loved her.

Why did she deny me the love I needed? She turned from me. My very heart turns cold. Why could she not see? Oh, if my heart would stop, let me escape this pain.

This pain...that she caused. With no care for me. How dare she! I will show her! I will rule all. She will regret ever having denied me! I will rule all of Ea! No one will deny me anything ever again!

All will fear me!

She will regret her acts. She will wish that she had chosen me. Yes. Yes indeed.

I don't need her. I care not.

I hate her.