"if death is to be feared, i was born to be fearless."
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another stitch of #lilbutton
@OF_DARKEYES ||. Manwë in the background: PLEASE HELP THEYRE KILLING EACH OTHER!!
Eru: first aid box is under the sink, have fun, kids!
Manwë: MELKOR'S GOT A MACE!!!
Eru: I hope they can dodge then!!
"I'm sorry, I thought you were the greatest smith to walk this planet, what need have you of my skills?" Aulë drawled, and there it was. That ounce of pettiness that existed solely for Melkor.
Throws his hands up because he's vaguely certain Melkor is almost near his level of crafting.
Almost.
He's better at corruption than creation, really.
"Anything I've made you've already corrupted, I don't know!"