Mairon felt himself transform. Not a real transformation, but he knew he looked nothing like he had - to Maedhros at least.
Golden hair was still golden. Flaming eyes were still the same, just this time flaming with a different emotion.
The only difference was his teeth. He could feel them with his tongue - sharp and a lot bigger than they were before. This always happened when he got angry. The fuming kind of angry.
The elf, disbelief and pure terror flooding his features, stepped back.
And Mairon struck.
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Of Love and Torture
FanfictionThis is an Angbang/Silmarillion fanfic written by me and the incredible @SweetieDoggie. In which an irritable Melkor, a disaster-prone Mairon and an unfortunate Maedhros all end up in the same fortress, so naturally chaos ensues.
