Dark,
Warm,
Carressing,
Soothing,
Whispering,
Whispering,
Whispering.
Alone, Not alone, Fear, Dread.
Dark, Cold, Angry, Red, Black, Dark.
His voice is here again. I have done well. I will be rewarded. I am grateful. I am alone.
He whispers now, All of the time, I am not alone now, Never alone, I am grateful, For what? Living? Yes, Master, I am grateful for living. I will be rewarded, I will have power.but I do not desire power. I will have strength.but I do not desire strength. I will have an army.but I do not want an army. I will destroy my enemys.Master.I do not desire enemys.
He promises me many things, I need nor want any of them, I want to be free of this nightmare, For once this is my fault, A nightmare of my own making,
But not just my nightmare.
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I burn Every breath I take scalds my throat, I didn't want this, I wanted to help, I am no warrior, I am no leader, I am here because of a promise, A promise I will hold true to till my death, For even in his I will not desert him, Or so I thought, How can I love the one who hurts me now? How can I protect him from himself? Even in all of the grand plans that were made, None ended like this. It wasn't his fault, There is no one to blame, Not even Him, Master? Why? Why after all we had been through? Why do this to me? I don't understand.
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Whispering winds blew over Gondor, sliding through the streets of the White City. It's inhabitants continuing as normal, daily life continuing as if Evil itself did not walk with the step by step. High up in the cliff face overlooking the city the wind blew colder, it's tendrils caressing the thick curling locks that fell over a face so white and bleached of colour that it was a face made out of bone, through it gazed a light, brilliant, glowing shining as bright as any star in Arda, a star on earth. Set within that face were two eyes, dazzling, brilliant, the colour of Lapis Lazuli burning with an intensity that matched that of the spirit housed within. Those two eyes gazed down upon the city, a hunger wrapped within, desire, bitterness, pain and fear shone clear from within as they saw not the city of Minas Tirith bathed in moonlight but a stark desolation, rubble strewn across the greenlands, the river filled with the blood of the Gondorians as they roasted in the midday sun, bodies six foot high run through with steaks, only the first of many, but the most rewarding. It would not be long now, all would pay. A gently smile lightened the face, slowly twisting the pink lips in to an expression so viciously cruel that the moon seemed to hide itself behind a cloud to escape the sight. Those two eyes slipped away from the city and began to look North, for there many lands beyond the Shire His Master's army grouped, above the broken entrances to Morgoth's own fortress the gates had been cleared, deep below the armies multiplied, foes that had not seen light for many Ages gathered at the call of their Master. Angband was rebuilt, soon the armies would leave and they would win. Satnding up to his full height, Frodo Baggins of the Shire took one step toward the edge of the cliff face and threw himself over.
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In the tall tower of the citadel Samwise Gamgee arched his back, and screamed.
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Deep below in the cellars of Minas Tirith Peregrin Took opened his eyes and laughed, the blue light washed over him. The Eye continued on unblinking, watching, knowing.
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On the steps to the tower King Elessar let out a cry of pain and collapsed to the floor.
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The moon dipped further behind the cloud, afraid to see what new cruelty's were being played out under it's gaze.
An amazingly large thankyou to everyone for sticking by me. A lot has happened since I posted the last chapter but I needed to say that I am sorry, the updates will be more regular now and a hope that you are still enjoying my little story. Thankyou
Melody.
Alone, Not alone, Fear, Dread.
Dark, Cold, Angry, Red, Black, Dark.
His voice is here again. I have done well. I will be rewarded. I am grateful. I am alone.
He whispers now, All of the time, I am not alone now, Never alone, I am grateful, For what? Living? Yes, Master, I am grateful for living. I will be rewarded, I will have power.but I do not desire power. I will have strength.but I do not desire strength. I will have an army.but I do not want an army. I will destroy my enemys.Master.I do not desire enemys.
He promises me many things, I need nor want any of them, I want to be free of this nightmare, For once this is my fault, A nightmare of my own making,
But not just my nightmare.
****************************************
I burn Every breath I take scalds my throat, I didn't want this, I wanted to help, I am no warrior, I am no leader, I am here because of a promise, A promise I will hold true to till my death, For even in his I will not desert him, Or so I thought, How can I love the one who hurts me now? How can I protect him from himself? Even in all of the grand plans that were made, None ended like this. It wasn't his fault, There is no one to blame, Not even Him, Master? Why? Why after all we had been through? Why do this to me? I don't understand.
*************************
Whispering winds blew over Gondor, sliding through the streets of the White City. It's inhabitants continuing as normal, daily life continuing as if Evil itself did not walk with the step by step. High up in the cliff face overlooking the city the wind blew colder, it's tendrils caressing the thick curling locks that fell over a face so white and bleached of colour that it was a face made out of bone, through it gazed a light, brilliant, glowing shining as bright as any star in Arda, a star on earth. Set within that face were two eyes, dazzling, brilliant, the colour of Lapis Lazuli burning with an intensity that matched that of the spirit housed within. Those two eyes gazed down upon the city, a hunger wrapped within, desire, bitterness, pain and fear shone clear from within as they saw not the city of Minas Tirith bathed in moonlight but a stark desolation, rubble strewn across the greenlands, the river filled with the blood of the Gondorians as they roasted in the midday sun, bodies six foot high run through with steaks, only the first of many, but the most rewarding. It would not be long now, all would pay. A gently smile lightened the face, slowly twisting the pink lips in to an expression so viciously cruel that the moon seemed to hide itself behind a cloud to escape the sight. Those two eyes slipped away from the city and began to look North, for there many lands beyond the Shire His Master's army grouped, above the broken entrances to Morgoth's own fortress the gates had been cleared, deep below the armies multiplied, foes that had not seen light for many Ages gathered at the call of their Master. Angband was rebuilt, soon the armies would leave and they would win. Satnding up to his full height, Frodo Baggins of the Shire took one step toward the edge of the cliff face and threw himself over.
***********************
In the tall tower of the citadel Samwise Gamgee arched his back, and screamed.
**********************
Deep below in the cellars of Minas Tirith Peregrin Took opened his eyes and laughed, the blue light washed over him. The Eye continued on unblinking, watching, knowing.
**********************
On the steps to the tower King Elessar let out a cry of pain and collapsed to the floor.
**********************
The moon dipped further behind the cloud, afraid to see what new cruelty's were being played out under it's gaze.
An amazingly large thankyou to everyone for sticking by me. A lot has happened since I posted the last chapter but I needed to say that I am sorry, the updates will be more regular now and a hope that you are still enjoying my little story. Thankyou
Melody.