The Eleventh Hour

Arda should have been mine! Arda should have been mine! Long have I lusted for her, desiring to take her and change her into My design. It was I who should have ruled her, not the Valar, who made a mockery of her beauty. It was they who marred her, in their petty jealousy and greed.

And now it is I whom they desire. They crossed the Sea to wreak their revenge. Their angry faces shine with fell light; their eyes burn as white-hot coals. My back against the wall, I beg for mercy.

The sharp blades give Me none.