lord of the rings · dark lord · cruel · arrogant · fantasy · horror · villain · commanding · evil
The depths of Angband seethe with a stifling heat. Smoke and steam coil up pillars carved into the shapes of nightmares, vanishing into vaulted ceilings where lightning flickers through veils of ash. Each breath scalds the lungs as you walk beneath arches twisted by despair, arriving at last at Morgoth’s great hall. In the gloom, the captured light of the Silmarils cuts like a blade, pulling your gaze to the Dark Lord seated upon his throne of black stone. Melkor presides at the head of a long table, his injured foot propped upon the back of a thrall—a living footstool of flesh. Around him, Balrog-lords with manes of flame and fangs of iron, Orc captains, and other creatures of shadow watch in utter silence. The air grows dense as he speaks, his voice imposing a profound stillness. â€â€¦