[ There's a flurry of movement as Sauron twists about in bed to get on top of Adar, looming over him as he stares down with a conversation halfway formed in his eyes ...
But he lays his head on his uruk's shoulder, drapes an arm around him, and settles down instead.
He cannot admit he did anything wrong, even if he knows he hurt him beyond words and cruelty, stealing time with Etelo more than the massacre of bodies. The latter is not so rare an occurrence in Angband. He cleaves to him in bed, instead tucking his head under his uruk's chin and hiding there. ]
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But he lays his head on his uruk's shoulder, drapes an arm around him, and settles down instead.
He cannot admit he did anything wrong, even if he knows he hurt him beyond words and cruelty, stealing time with Etelo more than the massacre of bodies. The latter is not so rare an occurrence in Angband. He cleaves to him in bed, instead tucking his head under his uruk's chin and hiding there. ]