"It's dark in here again."
"It's never been not dark, Zarioth."
"I know that, Valgarion. Don't you wish it could be, though?"
"…No. We've spent ages fighting to corrupt the world and engulf it in darkness."
"That's true… still, I like the Sun. Can't I?"
"No."
"Oh! I see. So even now that Sauron's done for, you're still living beneath that blanket of 'everything must be in shadow'?"
"The Dark Lord will return –"
"He was vanquished, Valgarion, by two halflings and a slimy little abomination. After a humiliation like that, I'll bet Melkor had him reborn as a goblin."
"Careful – mutinous talk like that'll have you extinguished."
"Oh, go to Angband. By who? I've got nothing to lose – I'm out."
"Ou – this is Angband, you imbecile!"
"It's an Atani expression. So long, darkdweller."
"You can't just leave!"
"Watch me. Why would I stay here? Who's to stop me from going? The guards are as hollow inside as you. Excuse me while I go to breathe again."
"Sauron said -!"
"Sauron this, Sauron that… haven't you ever considered that your beloved, malevolent evil overlord may not have had our best interests in mind? Yeah, I bet that's gotten those rusted gears of yours going. Farewell."
"…May the Valar spit on you."
"I have no doubt they will. But they'll have to do it under the Sun."
Take a wild guess at what just happened.
This is just an idea, born of the calm before exams.
Maybe it'll become something cool. That would be nice.
Though this is currently very insubstantial, reviews are welcome.