A/N: I wrote "Immortal Sorrow" for Elrond a while ago, and found it again while looking through files on my computer. I decided to continue it as a series of angsty vignettes. Saruman was the next to come to mind, and therefore here is his piece.
How could you, Saruman?
How?
When did you - the wisest of the wise - abandon reason for madness? And why? What made you do it?
You have been ensnared. You have become impatient and arrogant. Your pride makes you weak, and yet you nurture and relish that weakness. And you do it with eyes of ice, eyes cold and impassable like the peak of Caradhras. You say your eyes see far; you say they see the very will of Sauron. But you say wrong, for none can contend with his will. Even your frozen eyes will be melted by his flame. You cannot break him, Saruman, you cannot break him.
But you have broken hearts. You broke the hearts of those that believed in you. You betrayed them. You tore their secrets from their chests, tore their hope and trust and faith away, and you sold it to Mordor.
Why? You know very well that Sauron does not share power. If you obtain the Ring, his eye will fix upon Isengard. He will come for you, and you will regret your betrayal.
For no one will stand with you then. No wizard, no elf, no man or dwarf, no hobbit. Even your army will desert you, foul and disloyal creatures that they are. He will come for you, and you will be laid bare before him. What he will do to you, none knows; but you can be assured that it will be an eternity of pain. Your soul is immortal, O mighty Istari, and your betrayal will last forever.
You cannot escape it. You have broken with the light, and must enter the dark. But you enter alone, alone into that cold sharp flame that is broken trust. None will help you now.
A/N: So, who should come next? Tell me, m'dears. ^_^
How could you, Saruman?
How?
When did you - the wisest of the wise - abandon reason for madness? And why? What made you do it?
You have been ensnared. You have become impatient and arrogant. Your pride makes you weak, and yet you nurture and relish that weakness. And you do it with eyes of ice, eyes cold and impassable like the peak of Caradhras. You say your eyes see far; you say they see the very will of Sauron. But you say wrong, for none can contend with his will. Even your frozen eyes will be melted by his flame. You cannot break him, Saruman, you cannot break him.
But you have broken hearts. You broke the hearts of those that believed in you. You betrayed them. You tore their secrets from their chests, tore their hope and trust and faith away, and you sold it to Mordor.
Why? You know very well that Sauron does not share power. If you obtain the Ring, his eye will fix upon Isengard. He will come for you, and you will regret your betrayal.
For no one will stand with you then. No wizard, no elf, no man or dwarf, no hobbit. Even your army will desert you, foul and disloyal creatures that they are. He will come for you, and you will be laid bare before him. What he will do to you, none knows; but you can be assured that it will be an eternity of pain. Your soul is immortal, O mighty Istari, and your betrayal will last forever.
You cannot escape it. You have broken with the light, and must enter the dark. But you enter alone, alone into that cold sharp flame that is broken trust. None will help you now.
A/N: So, who should come next? Tell me, m'dears. ^_^