Though of immensely smaller native power than his Master, he remained less corrupt, cooler and more capable of calculation. At least in the Elder Days, and before he was bereft of his lord and fell into the folly of imitating him, and endeavouring to become himself supreme Lord of Middle-earth. While Morgoth still stood, Sauron did not seek his own supremacy, but worked and schemed for another, desiring the triumph of Melkor, whom in the beginning he had adored.
He thus was often able to achieve things, first conceived by Melkor, which his master did not or could not complete in the furious haste of his malice.

Morgoth’s Ring – J.R.R. Tolkien (via misbehavingmaiar)

But being alone [Melkor] had begun to conceive thoughts of his own unlike those of his brethren. Some of these thoughts he now wove into his music, and straightway discord arose about him, and many that sang nigh him grew despondent, and their thought was disturbed and their music faltered; but some began to attune their music to his rather than to the thought which they had at first.

Tolkien, J.R.R.. The Silmarillion. (New York: Houghton Mifflin Company, 2004.) 4. (Ainulindale)

This then, as it may appear, was my father’s final view of the question: Orcs were bred from Men, and if ‘the conception in mind of the Orcs may go far back into the night of Melkor’s thought’ it was Sauron who, during the ages of Melkor’s captivity in Aman, brought into being the black armies that were available to his Master when he returned.

Christopher Tolkien, Morgoth’s Ring (443)

Ech day me comëth tydinges thre,
For wel swithë sore ben he:
The on is that Ich shal hennë,
That other that Ich not whennë,
The thriddë is my mestë carë,
That Ich not whider Ich shal farë.

Medieval English Lyrics, 1200-1400 (Penguin Classics)

A lament telling of the poet’s three worst fears and worries: that he must die; that he doesn’t know when this will happen; and that he doesn’t know where he will go after death.

And Lúthien now was left alone.

A magic song to Men unknown

she sang, and singing then the wine

with water mingled three times nine;

and as in golden jar they lay (275)

she sang a song of growth and day;

and as they lay in silver white

another song she sang, of night

and darkness without end, of height

uplifted to the stars, and flight (280)

and freedom. And all names of things

tallest and longest on earth she sings:

the locks of the Longbeard dwarves; the tail

of Draugluin the werewolf pale;

the body of Glaurung the great snake; (285)

the vast upsoaring peaks that quake

above the fires in Angband’s gloom;

the chain Angainor, that ere Doom

of Bauglir had by Valar been wrought

of steel and torment. Names she sought, (290)

and sang of Glend, the sword of Nan;

of Gilim, the giant of Eruman;

and last and longest named she then

the endless hair of Uinen,

the Lady of the Sea, that lies (295)

through all the waters under skies.

The Lay of Leithian; Luthien’s enchantment to make her hair grow long so she can Rapunzel her way outta town. 

I happen to think the list of invocations here is quite interesting; as with her bat-skin costume, Luthien is one of the few Tolkien characters who uses “darker” or “evil” elements in her magic in order to accomplish noble goals. She’s also one of the few to ever have words of sympathy for a servant of darkness, specifically one that was born and bred as such and was never given the opportunity to know anything but thralldom. She talks her way into Melkor’s graces before zapping him with the sleeping spell. She threatens Sauron with the consequences he’ll face from his own master, rather than from a higher moral judgement. She whisks her boyfriend clean out of Mandos, and after all that, her end goal is simply to be left alone– mortal and happy.
I think Luthien occupies a rare niche in Tolkien’s lore as a “grey” character, in a cast that is mostly polarized into light (stemming from Valinor) and dark (stemming from Melkor). The rule of thumb is you can’t use bad things for good intentions, the bad things will always corrupt or ruin the result; but a few characters are able to accomplish their goals using whatever means are at hand; not limited to purely light or dark qualities, they instead utilize more neutral heroic cunning. This position is reserved mostly for hobbits and wizards, and appears far less frequently in the Silmarillion. ~Wes

Orcs were there with eyes of yellow and green like cats that could pierce all glooms and see through mist or fog or night; snakes that could go everywhither and search all crannies or the deepest pits or the highest peaks, listen to every whisper that ran in the grass or echoed in the hills; wolves there were and ravening dogs and great weasels full of the thirst of blood whose nostrils could take scent moons old through running water, or whose eyes find among single footsteps that had passed a lifetime since; owls came and falcons whose keen glance might descry by day or night the fluttering of small birds in all the woods of the world, and the movement of every mouse or vole or rat that crept or dwelt throughout the Earth. All these he summoned to his Hall of Iron, and they came in multitudes.

The Book of Lost Tales II; J.R.R. Tolkien

 MELKOR HAD GIANT BLOOD-THIRSTY WEASELS AND NO ONE TOLD ME?????

JFC WHOSE JOB WAS IT TO TAKE CARE OF THE ANGBAND WEASELS? WAS THERE A WEASEL-MASTER?? WEASELRIDERS??? TELL ME MORE. (via misbehavingmaiar)

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It is on this glorious day that I would like to remind everyone about the Giant War Weasels of Angband

For now, having the ears of men, Sauron with many arguments gainsaid all that the Valar had taught; and he bade men think that in the world, in the east and even in the west, there lay yet many seas and many lands for their winning, wherein was wealth uncounted. And still, if they should at the last come to the end of those lands and seas, beyond all lay the Ancient Darkness. ‘And out of it the world was made. For Darkness alone is worshipful, and the Lord thereof may yet make other worlds to be gifts to those that serve him, so that the increase of their power shall find no end.’

And Ar-Pharazôn said: “Who is the Lord of the Darkness?”

Then behind locked doors Sauron spoke to the King, and he lied, saying: ‘It is he whose name is not now spoken; for the Valar have deceived you concerning him, putting forward the name of Eru, a phantom devised in the folly of their hearts, seeking to enchain Men in servitude to themselves. For they are the oracle of this Eru, which speaks only what they will. But he that is their master shall yet prevail, and he will deliver you from this phantom; and his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedom, and he shall make you stronger than they.’

J. R. R. Tolkien
~The Silmarillion

Plum-hot the anvil, lava, the volcano’s rise, ours                
is a sky of yellow crumb and ash. Amorphous, still I am consuming,
yea and nay, and consumed,              
but shaken loose: empress                    
of undertone, perilous foam,                
creek in its natal dark.

Christina Hutchins, “Interregnum” (31-36), Tender the Maker.

(via zhugeliangs)

Do not laugh! But once upon a time (my crest has long since fallen) I had a mind to make a body of more or less connected legend, ranging from the large and cosmogonic to the level of romantic fairy-story… The cycles should be linked to a majestic whole, and yet leave scope for other minds and hands, wielding paint and music and drama. Absurd.

J.R.R. Tolkien
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