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B2MeM: Aragorn in the Last Battle  by Mirach

Week 2: From Bree to Weathertop. What happened on the way will be a separate story

Challenge (Weathertop):Show a scene in which a character or characters acquire a meal.

Summary: I am darkness. I am hunger. I am Ungoliant... A visual story.


I Am Darkness

I am darkness. I am hunger. Deep under the roots of the world, I spin my nets of un-light to cover the entire land. To take and devour so that nothing stays, just me, me and my darkness, filling everything! Maybe then my hunger will be satiated. For light I hunger, for that living, flickering, imperishable flame. I long for it, but it does not fill me. Only cold darkness, emptiness stays, and I hunger for more, more of the pure, untainted light!

He came. He promised. He seduced me with the vision of light to satiate my hunger. I seduced him, too... This is not my only form. It is most comfortable for spinning the darkness. But I can be beautiful to any eyes if I want, beautiful and dangerous. They like danger, the males. And I always get what I want. Then he promised. And I followed.

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un-light....un-light....un-light....un-light....un-light....un-light

un-light...We passed through the land unnoticed........un-light

un-light... Shadows in shadows. Thieves in the night..un-light

un-light ...Darkness veiled us, swallowing light...........un-light

un-light....un-light....un-light....un-light....un-light....un-light

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When we came, it was quiet. Nobody was there. Nobody saw us. They stood on a hill, shining like thousands of flames.

The Trees.

Their light was mixing.

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The silver one

..........dark-green leaves

.................pale flowers of living light

.............................a light drizzle of silver dew

................................................................diminishing

.........................................................................................mixing

...........................................................................rising

....................................a shower of warm rain

.......................clusters of golden horns

...........fresh emerald leaves

The golden one

*

So much light! I must have it! I must devour it!

I drank their sap. I drank their light. I drank their life.

They were diminishing and I was rising. All the light of the world was mine! The emptiness inside me being filled. The light is mine! Ecstasy. Mine! Aaaaah...

The poison born of my thoughts spreads; like black veins under the unblemished skin of their bark. As if a heart would be beating in the middle of their trunk, bearing the poison further and further with every beat and spilling light into my waiting maw.

Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump. Thump.....

thum-p............thump..... –ump.........thum- -p.

Nothing is left. Dead branches like naked bones rustle their own dirge in the wind.

The hunger stirs again. More! I want more! More light! I want it! Because I am darkness. I am hunger...

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I am

..........d..a..r.................................................e..s..s

.....................k..n....................................k..n

....d..a.r.k..........e..s..s..................d..a..r...........n.e.s..s

...............n..e..s..s...............................d..a..r..k

.....................................HUNGER

...............n..e..s..s................................d..a..r..k

....d..a.r.k..........e..s..s..................d..a..r.............n.e.s..s

.....................k..n.....................................k..n

..........d..a..r...................................................e..s..s

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I am

Ungoliant.





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