The Dome of Stars
In the Great Hall,OsgiliathBridge
Early Afternoon, April 8th, TA 3019
Sauron came into the room. His mouth was a thin, hard line. He didn't look at anyone. When he sat, his back didn't touch the chair.
Radagast noticed it first. "Pallando, something's wrong. You might want to clear the room. He's really dangerous right now."
Pallando sensed something else, too. Sauron's 'presence', always powerful, was far, far stronger than it had been earlier in the day. It was as if a milk white light suddenly burned blindingly bright.
Pallando stood up quickly and was about to speak, but Sauron spoke first.
"I have something to say." He placed both hands on the table in front of him, with his fingers spread. He was wearing the Ring. This was the first time anyone from Gondor had seen it on his hand, or for that matter, had seen it at all. Some of them doubted he had regained it at all, until now.
"I think some of you have forgotten who I am. That is a mistake.
"Do you see that large building over there, with the ruins of a dome?" He walked over to a large window and indicated the citadel housing Rond Goliath, the Dome of the Stars, a palatial building on theRomendacilBridgejust slightly to the north of them. It was part of a sprawling compound that almost touched the Basilica on theGreatBridge. The dome collapsed long ago, but the walls supporting it were mostly intact. It was still possible to see the famous paintings of golden stars against dark blue sky on the remained fragments of the dome.
Sauron looked at the Dome of the Stars, and drew a deep breath to focus his mind. He stood for a moment with his hands at his sides, then raised his arms and sang an incantation, ancient and evil-sounding, yet still beautiful.
The dome didn't so much collapse as explode. Pieces of rubble sailed through the air, some landing in the river with huge splashes, some striking the Basilica itself. The low rumble of destruction traveled through the ground and the structure of the bridge, which they could feel through their feet. Waves caused by the explosion in the river could be heard splashing against the bridge pylons. Limestone colored dust from the collapsing building spread outward in a dusty cloud.
He turned back to look at them. "This was done as a show of power. It was meant to send a message. Don't fuck with me."
Sauron turned on his heel and walked toward the door. In the doorway, he paused and looked directly at Aragorn. "Oh, and one more thing," he said. "I ordered the halfling killed."
The rest of the Mordor delegation rose and followed their Master out of the room, leaving the East side deserted.