[ Sauron has never split himself like this before, not to such a degree. He will in the future because it is a good way to ensure power is distributed in a way he can keep tabs on, but for now ... Unearthly screams rock Angband's depthless chasms and dungeons, giving hope to the prisoners there as guards speak of their master's anguish. Could Sauron be dying? Too many hearts are kindled with a flame of hope, too many will be broken when they come to realise he is fine.
He is simply giving birth.
It's when the balrogs and dragons quail that terror falls upon all under Thangorodrim: Morgoth's shadow rumbles and all is deafening for minutes as the Dark Lord provides what is (for Sauron) a soothing undercurrent of his presence, a terrifying living brilliance in the shadows throughout his dominion. Then, even louder than the Vala and Maia, the silence is engulfing as the screaming and bellowing eventually stop at the same moment.
All the evil things are fearful and frozen as stone, waiting.
The living darkness recedes.
Noise begins to hesitantly filter back into the realm. An entwife is sent to summon Adar to the chambers of the Lieutenant with all urgency, her brown bark face oddly pale as a birch despite being oak. ]
babymaking, cont.
He is simply giving birth.
It's when the balrogs and dragons quail that terror falls upon all under Thangorodrim: Morgoth's shadow rumbles and all is deafening for minutes as the Dark Lord provides what is (for Sauron) a soothing undercurrent of his presence, a terrifying living brilliance in the shadows throughout his dominion. Then, even louder than the Vala and Maia, the silence is engulfing as the screaming and bellowing eventually stop at the same moment.
All the evil things are fearful and frozen as stone, waiting.
The living darkness recedes.
Noise begins to hesitantly filter back into the realm. An entwife is sent to summon Adar to the chambers of the Lieutenant with all urgency, her brown bark face oddly pale as a birch despite being oak. ]