Disclaimer: None of these characters or concepts are mine. They belong to Tolkien. I got the idea for this
from Larner's Might have Beens and her chapter, 'An Enemy Made.
This is part of my Part of my 'Ringbearer' verse.
Other stories in this series are in order:
Ringbearer
Farewell
The Valar
I would wish you well
Loose End
Dark Soul
November 1st
The Library of Imladris
"Manwe, the Elder King."
Ah, yes. The One who sees all from his Mountain throne. Who sees all and does nothing.
"Varda, Queen of the Stars."
Frodo would have been in awe of you; he loved your stars almost as much as the elves do.
Samwise loved stars as well; it was why he loved Gandalf's fireworks, they reminded him of shooting stars.
To me they're nothing but reminders of the darkness in which I dwell.
"Ulmo, Lord of the Waters."
The Ring spent centuries in one of your rivers. You had to have known, or at the very least sensed where the Ring
was for all those years. But did nothing
"Aule, Lord of the substance of Arda."
It was one of your servants, who was responsible for all that's happened. One of your servants who made the Ring.
And Nazgul.
And Morgul blades.
Another of your servants turned traitor and kept Gandalf from returning to Frodo sooner.
I doubt that Vala heed the advice of First and Secondborn but you really should learn to keep a tighter reign on your lackeys.
"Yavanna, Queen of the Earth."
Hobbits have revered you for hundreds of years without even realizing it.
Samwise revered you.
But to me, your realm is nothing more than the place where the dead rot.
"Namo, Lord of Mandos."
Your Halls must be crowded by now. And they'll be even more crowded before this is over.
I imagine that will please you; you'll have more souls to cower before you.
You and your brethren are very fond of handing out judgments to people after they die, but you don't lift a finger to help them
while they're alive.
Glorfindel once mentioned that you have a fondness for placing bets. Did you make any wagers when Frodo was failing?
Did you wager whether or not his gardener would be able follow through with what was asked of him?
Did you wager whether or not that pathetic little hobbit would be able to do the deed with a single slice, or would botch it
and need to slice his Master's throat twice or more?
Did that amuse you I wonder?
"Nienna, Queen of Sorrows."
Save your tears, Lady. They didn't Frodo any good. Nor shall they with me.
"Orome, Lord of Forests."
The Hunter of Evil, are you? You haven't done much of that these past few Ages. And you do nothing even when you know exactly
where the evil is. For most of this Age you've known full well where Sauron was…and you still did nothing. You send lackeys to fight
evil, while you chase deer in Aman.
"Tulkas, Champion of Valinor."
You're certainly not a Champion of Middle Earth. Where were you when Frodo needed a Champion? Off somewhere wrestling
with one of you servants and laughing?
No doubt.
No doubt you're still laughing. You and the rest of your Brethren. We mortals are your playthings after all.
"Irmo, Lord of Lorien."
Gandalf lived in your gardens once. Oh, yes, I know what he is. I've been watching, and listening even when the others don't realize it.
And I've put together quite a few things.
Gandalf lived in your gardens. And when this is over he'll no doubt, return to them.
He'll return to your gardens and leave the people of Middle Earth to pick up the pieces of his Masters mistakes.
"Este, Queen of Rest."
Rest. That is something that I will never have.
"Vaire, Queen of Weavers."
A very dark and bloody tapestry you must have woven for Frodo.
And me.
"Vana, Queen of Spring."
Samwise Gamgee revered you. Spring was his favorite season. And your flowers were more beautiful to him than gems.
They are nothing to me; nothing but reminders that what is fragile is easily crushed. And what is weak dies.
"Nessa, Queen of Dance."
Frodo loved to dance.
But dancing ultimately does no-one any good. And the only dance I'm going to be part of is one of death.
A dance that you and the rest of your Kindred have forced upon the inhabitants of Middle Earth through your neglect.
The Hobbit put down the book and looked up at his Elven tutor. "That will be enough of the Valar for now. I have what I need."