*wailing like a kid* 

ooooh, if only... if only he'd listened to the last flickering light in him... if only the spirits of the Valar in their thrones had sounded the alarm, if only Ungoliant hadnt been still there, a black hole in the heart of Valinor... aargh...

yeah, so nicely written i got all worked up about it ! i bow to your poesy...

This is captivating, from the first line to the last. Excellent work!

Some fantastic insights into Melkor's inner life here - the anger and hatred, but also the vestiges of light that occasionally flare up! I love that part of him actually enjoyed living among the Eldar, and that he had to justify his plan to himself. The scene in the Máhanaxar was especially poignant. Excellent work!

I love this! Melkor's thoughts-- especially in the second section-- sent chills down my spine.