Two Towers - Drabbled, The
10. The Voice Of Saruman
The Voice Of Saruman
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It stood alone amidst the wreckage, one proud tower that withstood the avenging fury of the tree-shepherds. Isengard reduced to mere shards of rock and stone.
They entered, though they knew the danger ahead.
The Istar’s voice ensnared; they knew naught of what he said, only of how he did. Soft persuasion, sinister power.
Of things fair and wise he spoke, potent hatred cloaked in a suave tenor. One by one they fell under the spell, captivated - until the Horse Lord fought.
The serpent revealed its fangs. The fallen White, corrupted to Black.
But what a voice, Curunìr…..what a voice.
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by Sphinx
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It stood alone amidst the wreckage, one proud tower that withstood the avenging fury of the tree-shepherds. Isengard reduced to mere shards of rock and stone.
They entered, though they knew the danger ahead.
The Istar’s voice ensnared; they knew naught of what he said, only of how he did. Soft persuasion, sinister power.
Of things fair and wise he spoke, potent hatred cloaked in a suave tenor. One by one they fell under the spell, captivated - until the Horse Lord fought.
The serpent revealed its fangs. The fallen White, corrupted to Black.
But what a voice, Curunìr…..what a voice.
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by Sphinx
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