Sort of an odd, tempered peace -- would an elf eventually see heaven as being free from desire, ready to wait quietly for the end in Mandos? Still kinder than what Sauron actually got: defeat, scheming, defeat, scheming, defeat, and dissolution, without a friend from that day onward. Thank you for the story.
I love the idea of elves embracing a Buddhist kind of heaven, free from desire--and yeah, I think part of the inspiration for this fic was "hmm, how can things go as bad as possible for Sauron?" :') Thank you for reading!
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