Aeärwen's Little Bits - 5. Beyond The Door
He shrieks yet again and would pound heavily upon the Door, if he could but find it. It is not right that one of his stature should be so undone!
Hatred and anger flare - and sputter helplessly in the face of absolute nothingness. Once the master of millions, now there exists only the scattered shreds of revenge and greed and malice that used to be a being of infinite power and wisdom.
All is sundered. Within the Void, there is neither prisoner nor prison, inmate nor walls, guard nor guarded.
And in nothingness, Morgoth lurks, howling, in pain, impotent.