This drabble (100-word fic) was originally written for OSA
Drabble Challenge #30: Addiction (but not to the ring)
It tries to cast some light on a
character who longed for more knowledge than was good for him.
Knowledge is Power
I was a messenger, sent to these shores to give counsel to those of lesser wisdom.
But over the centuries I gathered knowledge that none of the Wise ever dreamed of.
Why should I help others to rule? Those who do not understand the inner reasons of all things are unworthy to command.
Why should I let others enjoy the fruits of my labours? They are fools, unworthy of admiration.
All who do not want to be blown away by the storm that will sweep over this Middle-earth shall gather around my banner.
I am Saruman of many colours.
What do you think? I am not completely happy with how it turned out, but it was the best I could do. Give me your thoughts if you like!