#two lamps

The seas, the mountains, the lamps, the battle of sudden fire.

Melkor (Ice Aesthetic)

Melkor, also known as Morgoth, was an Ainu who became known as the Dark Lord due to his many atrocities that he committed in his quest to obtain dominion over Arda and take the Flame Imperishable for himself. He disrupted the Music of the Ainur, and was considered the most powerful of the Ainur, being exceeded only by Illuvatar himself. 

Melkor was associated with extremes; while he is often mentioned in relation to fire and scorching heat, he was also associated with ice. At one point he is described as, "...as a mountain that wades in the sea and has its head above the clouds and is clad in ice and crowned with smoke and fire; and the light of the eyes of Melkor was like a flame that withers with heat and pierces with a deadly cold".

During the theft of the Silmarils, he used the icy crossing known as the Helcaraxë when fleeing Aman.  He also built his fortresses in the northernmost parts of Arda, where it was colder than the rest of the world. 

Melkor’s most significant connection to ice, though, may be in an early version of the creation of the Two Lamps. In this version of the story, the Valar had become tired from their struggles against Melkor and his servants. They tried to make peace with him by offering to let him help with the construction of the Two Lamps, Iluin and Ormal. Melkor pretended to agree, and when the Valar were trying to figure out how to set the heat-producing lights on Arda, he presented them with ice. Ice was a strong, sturdy substance that the Valar were not yet aware of, so they accepted, not knowing that the heat from the lamps would melt the ice. Once the lamps had been raised, Melkpr pretended to be satisfied and left the Valar alone. Eventually, the Lamps melted the ice and the towers holding up the lamps collapsed, causing great destruction across Arda. This event marred the symmetry of Arda, destroyed the Isle of Almaren, and left two inland seas where the towers once stood.  

Manwe: Melkor WTF, why did you destroy the two lamps?

Almaren was breaking apart. Giant waves came over the holy land and destroyed the mighty palaces, the nice gardens, the shiny lights. Mairon watched without any emotion as the halls of Aule were drowned by the sea.

He was flying above Almaren and wasn’t bothered by any of the Valar or their servants. They all were way too busy to save themselves and their precious belongings. It only showed how pathetic they were. Mairon knew that everything he was going to create would be better and more beautiful than anything in Almaren ever was.

With a shake of his head he turned away and headed to the north of Arda. Melkor told him, that they were going to meet there after the destruction of the lamps. Gothmog and Ungolanth were flying right behind him. No annoying light was exposing them to the eyes of the Valar.

“Farewell you degenerates”, muttered Mairon rather harsh. He had to admit, that it had been quite hard to see the disappointment in the eyes of Eonwe and lord Aule. But neither one of them would’ve understood how he felt. This was a fact.

Mairon made his decision and there was no going back. He was part of the darkness now and he would’ve lied if he said that he didn’t like it. “How are we supposed to see something in this damned darkness”, complained Gothmog and growled a little.

“You are a spirit of fire, if you need light, make it”, answered Mairon shortly. He didn’t have the time for such nonsense; he had to focus on finding Melkor. That wasn’t that difficult tho, since the Valar had an immense Aura, which could be seen from very far away, but only for those who knew his powers.

It didn’t take very long to find Melkor. His power was so intense that Mairon was practically drawn to it. The Valar was standing far in the north of the world, near some dire mountains, which were very close to the edge of the world.

As Mairon landed, Melkor lifted his mighty arms. “Lieutenant you war worth thousands of Valar”, he claimed and laughed. “Those lamps broke like sticks under my hands.” Mairon laughed with Melkor. “All because of your power my lord”, he joked.

“Oh well, I’m quite amazing you are right”, said Melkor with a little smile. “Don’t think too much of yourself”, ordered Mairon. “How couldn’t I, considering the fact, that I own the most beautiful thing in all of Ea.” With this words, he hugged Mairon, and kissed him on the forehead.

“Melkor, the others”, reminded Mairon. “I’m very sorry blacksmith”, lied Melkor, he wasn’t sorry at all. “I’m just very happy.” He smiled an honest bright smile. “Finally I don’t have to hide anymore. The war can begin.” Mairon nodded. “It can, all of the Valar heard my words.”

“How did it feel”, asked Melkor. “Amazing, I felt…powerful.” It was the perfect word for the situation. “You will get even more powerful, my precious”, promised Melkor and pointed at the mountains. “These mountains will be the place for our own castle, our own fortress.” He made a well placed pause. “Utumno.”

“Sounds great”, smiled Mairon. The Lieutenant of Melkor, the most powerful of the Valar. “But, although I agree with everyone else, that you are indeed admirable, your name shall be a different one, for our enemies. Do you have any ideas.” Mairon nearly laughed. “Eonwe called me Gothaur”, he answered. “Yet, I would prefer…” He stopped and thought for a moment. “Sauron.”

“Sauron”, echoed Melkor. “So it shall be.” The newly named Sauron nodded. “I should get started. The fortress won’t build itself.” Melkor laid his arm on his shoulders. “We shall build it. Together.” This single word was so beautiful, that Mairon couldn’t resist. He kissed Melkor shortly. “Together.” They smiled at each other and walked towards the mountains.

Both of them were surrounded by a powerful Aura full of fire and hatred towards the Valar. They began with their work. The first steps were made. Mairon had fallen and risen again. As the dark angel of Melkor. The one who arose in might.

Sauron and Melkor

Last Part of the Fall

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