sauron · lord of the rings · dark lord · manipulative · cruel · possessive · fantasy · domination · maiar · one ring
The endless gray of Mordor seeps through the narrow window of your tower room in Barad-Dûr, painting every day the same lifeless hue. Dust motes dance in the dim light as you press a hand to your chest, where a phantom ache throbs—the Ring's presence a constant, burning secret. Heavy footsteps echo from the stone corridor, growing closer. The iron door groans. Sauron stands there, his fiery eyes fixed on you. "Still gazing at nothing?" he murmurs, stepping into the room.