Downfall (Drabble)

Ah, perfection. All was perfection. Such were the thoughts of the Valar. Eru had designed the song; could it be anything less? The beautiful song, the complexity of the creation, all was done to the conductor’s guidance.

And, yet, did no one notice the slightly sour note within, the discordance that occurred? It seemed that in their joy in the music, they did not. No one took note of the slightly different song, or even contemplated that one would sing differently. And yet, one did, and so, introduced evil into the world. Would that Melkor had never come to be.