Snippet of Chapter 8 of Aulë's Servant
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Not again. Please. He did not want to watch this one again.
He turned his cold gaze to the Man still chained against the wall, finally silent after all his begging for his friends' worthless lives. What a waste. Sauron walked calmly towards the slumped figure, feeling his lips curl in satisfaction at having finally broken him.
He regretted it all. He swore it, he was not that anymore, he was not-
He reached out with a hand still covered in Finrod's blood and curled it under Beren's chin, lifting the Man's head to stare into his anguished and defeated gaze.
"What made a Man," he enquired gently. "Ever think he could defeat a God?"
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This chapter is going to be so very fun, I hope you're ready! Eru knows Sauron is very much not.














