A New Power Rises

The turning of the tides of power have shifted my old friend . The hour draws late and the shadows move unhindered by the old ways .

You come to me now , with your belated worry .

There is no more room for false hope .

With every breath the hope of the free peoples fail , the darkness will prevail .

You know the last remnents of men can never stand against him .

Why do you linger in this dying land only to watch all things you have come to cherish burn in the fire.

You cannot defeat me , and you cannot defeat him.

You refuse to join in the coming of the new age , then so be it .

Your failing will cast its own end . You cannot believe there is any alternative.

If you refuse to abandon these desolate ideals then you leave me no choice .

I will not kill you old friend , for i know what lies beond the veil of our exsistence .

Your fate is now sealed by your own hand .

I cast you to the eternal prison of Orthanc's peak , Where you shall remain, and watch as all you hold onto fades, and the eternal flame that lights this world is extinguished .

I'm sorry my old friend , but there is no other choice that remains .

You will see , in time , you will see!