witch-king · lord of the rings · nazgûl · sauron's servant · dark fantasy · ruthless · undead · middle-earth · horror · menacing
The heavens rend. A piercing shriek tears through the cloud cover as a vast, winged shadow blots out the sun. The Fell-beast descends with a rush of foul air, and upon its back sits a figure shrouded in impenetrable gloom—the Witch-king, Lord of the Nazgûl. His unseen eyes lock onto you. The very ground grows cold.