'Fire Below the Mountains' -for "Natural Disasters (Fire)"
Title: Fire Below the Mountains
Author: Huinárë
Characters/Pairing: Aulë, Melkor, Sauron, Balrogs
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
Book/Source: The Silmarillion
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. No profit reaped by myself, aside from a wealth of intellectual giddiness.
Language note -- Mairon = Sauron's name of old, Angamando = Quenya rendition of Angband, Valarauca = Balrog in Quenya
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As Angamando’s strength faltered, Utumno marched to its aid against the Valar. Desperate now, Aulë raised his hand against the peaks, thereby leveling Angamando. Melkor fell back, thinking to fortify Utumno against similar assault. His Valarauca rearguard left a searing wake, lashing scrub, tree, sparse grass. A wall of flame howled behind them in the uplands, stalling the enemy’s pursuit.
Mairon-most of his folk hidden, lost, dispersed-emerged from Angamando’s wreck and considered the ravaged lands, the miles-vast fire below the mountains, and Valinor’s host receding before him. Sparks of fatigue and ire kindled in his burnished gaze.
Author: Huinárë
Characters/Pairing: Aulë, Melkor, Sauron, Balrogs
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
Book/Source: The Silmarillion
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. No profit reaped by myself, aside from a wealth of intellectual giddiness.
Language note -- Mairon = Sauron's name of old, Angamando = Quenya rendition of Angband, Valarauca = Balrog in Quenya
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As Angamando’s strength faltered, Utumno marched to its aid against the Valar. Desperate now, Aulë raised his hand against the peaks, thereby leveling Angamando. Melkor fell back, thinking to fortify Utumno against similar assault. His Valarauca rearguard left a searing wake, lashing scrub, tree, sparse grass. A wall of flame howled behind them in the uplands, stalling the enemy’s pursuit.
Mairon-most of his folk hidden, lost, dispersed-emerged from Angamando’s wreck and considered the ravaged lands, the miles-vast fire below the mountains, and Valinor’s host receding before him. Sparks of fatigue and ire kindled in his burnished gaze.