


Much later…..




Much later…..

AAAWWWW:LKJ:LKFJ:l

*wheeze* thank you frend i am not worthy but thank you
I’LL TAKE IT

THAT PLEASES ME SO MUCH X’D
Sauron gladly accepts his honorary-Khuzd status by virtue of hairiness.
*carefully vacuums up and forges some ultra-lightweight diamond-strength armor for Ancalagon*
*leaves a thank you note outside*
Okay, but the mirror of Erised in Middle Earth.
More specifically in Angband. After the Silmaril is stolen.
Melkor stands in front of it and he sees himself in all his might, not bound to the body of flesh, like he is now. He’s wearing the crown with all three Silmarils again, his hands are unburned. The corpses of his enemies are lying on the floor and all other Valar kneel at his feet.
And then Mairon walks up to him and asks Melkor why he stares at the mirror the way he does “It’s just a normal mirror.”
Melkor frowns at him, but he doesn’t understand.
I love this idea. Sauron would see nothing at first. He is as self-assured and satisfied as anyone could be.
If possession of the mirror would pass to him in later ages however… perhaps in the early Second Age he could see himself bright and powerful, respected once again in the lands of the Valar, with lesser Maiar surrounding him in supplicant admiration. As time goes on the image would change. Slowly, in barely perceivable ways the image would pull back, extending the domain of his influence. He would see himself lord over those surrounding him, a kingdom the size of the Eastern Lands, all dedicated to his power. Further and further out the image would pan, encompassing the East, West and South of Middle Earth. Numernor, swallowed by the sea or beaconed by a citadel dedicated to Morgoth. To himself, Morgoth reborn.
Then he falls, and spends an untold time outside of his own body. As he whispers and cheats himself back into existence, he gazes upon the mirror once again. It is the Third Age, and all he sees is a blazing wheel of fire. The One Ring.
And he wonders… am I seeing a reflection of myself, or my own deepest desire?
@masteroftheseas
idk the bricks seem to be a LIE.
LOOK HERE FISH FACE, jUST BECAUSE YOU MISSED THE PORTION OF TIME WHEN I WAS DRAWING BRICKS FOR THREE HOURS BOTH TIMES
*~follow for more soft byzantium~*
soon as i have time to write thoroughly and thoughtfully and hunt down the appropriate textual sources i need to write a piece on how Melkor represents anarchy and chaos rather than nihilism and why tolkien wrote one character but then described that character metatextually as something completely different and why he’s wrong about his own canon
bricks: the continuing WHO IS WITH ME
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I SAID I’D POST A PLAYLIST OF THE DANCE VIDEOS I FORCED ON YOU DURING THE LAST LIVESTREAM AND HERE IT IS, PLUS SOME EXTRAS:
(and the rest of you get to be subjected to my visual inspirations too because i live for that shit)
Specifically Silm Inspo:
La Fada Verda performing to Veli
Vicki Butterfly: The Moth, Ghost of Love
Zoe Jakes: Limit to Your Love, Siren Song
The Fantabulous Rachid Alexander: x , x , x
Irina Akulenko: Justice
Yuta: Endangered Species , (same performance– better vid quality but bad audio) , Inner Universe , Fire Starter
Other Fire Spinning an Fire Knife: x , x , x , x , x
Misc:
“I watch and listen, helpless to help. There is no point in saying ‘This, too, shall pass.’ For a time, we do not even want it to pass. We hold on to grief, fearing that its lifting will be the final betrayal.”
— Ahdaf Soueif, The Map of Love