Sauron: Looking good.
Events at Mount Rather-Forboding take a turn for the worse.
Sauron: Ach well. (Watches Ring fizzle and pop into oblivion). Better to burn out than to fade away.
Slowly begins to dissipate, unravelling like so many knitting similes.
Sauron: (indistinctly) That's just not even funny.
Casts baleful eye rather vaguely upwards and then is gone.
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And all the rest is literature
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