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mairon [sauron] ([personal profile] lordof) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2014-01-12 02:32 am (UTC)

"Do not tell me to do such a thing." It's said with more fear than anger, enough that he overlooks the fact that Melkor is still injured and healing. "In my time here I have known where that path leads, I have seen, and I choose rather to follow you than to die by those terms, by these very parts you say you have left in me!"

Though it frightens him more than a little, it feels also like a weight off his shoulders. Of this, of this future, potential or certain, he has spoken to no one, in jest or in truth. Fate is Fate, that is what he has always believed, even in his attempt to defy it.

He doesn't give himself a chance to calm down too much-- he should, probably. It's not often that he speaks like this, unplanned and undecided, in the heat of the moment. It's unwise, and dangerous. But he fears the worst if he does not continue.

"Nothing has been revealed that I have not already known, that I have not always feared." Always, though it had been less so in the past than it had been recently. He never had this much problem admitting his fear before. "We have always been at odds, and I have never cared. I have always known your agenda, and I still I hearkened to your summons. It was you that I followed, and you that I still do! Not your beliefs, not what you wished to do."

"Use me, then. Use me to the last, as you say, as you wish, for have I not already pledged all that I am to you?" In this, only in this, perhaps, he does not waver. Only in this he is resolute. "You need not lie to me. You have never lied before, and still did I serve you. I care not for what you are now, or what you become."

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