Prologue
Darkness surrounds her. Consuming darkness. She could destroy it with a wink of her eye, destroy it with her inner light. But she starts to feel comfortable in it. It starts to feel like home.
She doesn't understand, why everyone else loathes the darkness, instead of embracing it. It grants unbelievable powers, that she had never thought of. Powers, that can help her get, what she desires - revenge.
Her real home feels so far away right now - emotionally. She can't think of a bond between herself and her so-called family. They underestimated her, they tried to bring her down. At least, that's what she knows now. Empowered by the clarity the darkness has brought onto her.
They favoured her sister, the fairy elven princess with the golden hair and a skin as pale as the light itself. With eyes as blue as the waters of the Anduin, with eyes, that can see deep into the soul of every living creature. So different to herself. She had never been granted any power besides being an elven princess herself. The younger one, the forgotten one, the one, who wasn't granted any wish. She had to work harder without being able to work hard.
The darkness never asks, what she can bring in. She feels like an empty bowl, which the darkness slowly fills. The first time something cares for her - even if it's just in the consuming way the darkness does.
The first time she feels powerful, she feels right, she feels the power of evil rise inside of her. And everything just because of a tiny piece of jewellery. A tiny piece of gold.
The One Ring.