Cue 21:  A big storm

Words Spoken too Soon

            As lightning and thunder played about Zigûr’s temple, laughing, he mounted to the high seat above the altar where victims were burnt.  “You rage against those you once favored!” he shouted.  “Did you not raise this island as a gift to those you named Faithful, Wise?  Have I not stolen away the last of their wisdom, their faithfulness?  Rage away, then!  Slay them all with your wrath!  For Melkor and I have won!”

            Only at that moment the dome overhead cracked as the mountain sank, and the wave poured in to wash away the filth, ashes, and Melkor’s twisted acolyte.