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1. How can we dance when our world is burning? by myrskytuuli

   Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien  

   • Explicit
   • Rape/Non-Con
   • Gen
   • Complete Work

   10 Jun 2025

   Tags

   • Rape/Non-Con
   • Sauron & Tar-Míriel (Tolkien)
   • Tar-Míriel (Tolkien)
   • Sauron (Tolkien)
   • Ar-Pharazôn (Tolkien)
   • Mairon/Miriel roommates sitcom tragi-comedy you didn't know you needed
   • the explicit non con warning is only applicable for the first chapter
   • you can hop on board from chapter two and follow the plot just as well
   • not really Sauron redemption as much as we just made him stand next to even worse guys
   • so now he looks better in comparison
   • BUT this is also an unashamed sauron woobification fic
   • Míriel is a girlfailure
   • queen of the greatest empire on ME and still manages to be a NEET
   • Sauron suffers physical abuse
   • he also suffers even worse tortures like being forced to make cybertruck advertisments
   • excuse me- sabership
   • This fic is is half genuine drama half political satire and half my coping mechanism for the zeitgeist
   • getting wine drunk and trying to debate moral philosophy with an entity who was there when the world was created
   • is an experience
   • tragic besties
   • in any other world we would not have been friends
   • but the circumstances where we get to be friends are so incredibly bad
   • how DO we dance when the world is burning?
   • Numenorian colonialism
   • Mordor is an actual kingdom with diplomatic relations not just a nest of evil you can wipe off the map
   • and not think of the consequences
   • Sauron's AI generated pretty twink form is useful but not comfrotable
   • Sauron white-knuckling through his dysphoria
   • Míriel embraces accelerationism
   • what kind of moral choices can we make in a deeply immoral environment?
   • can you feel good about a human sacrifice if it's a dipshit politician?
   • these are the questions Míriel is struggling with
   • Sauron has a very alien moral framework
   • but he does have one
   • GET IN LOSER WE'RE TAKING DOWN AN EMPIRE
   • Sad widow Mairon still misses his darling pookie husband Melkor
   • He will kill people about it
   • Sauron gives lapdances and does realpolitiks simultanously
   • queerplatonic codependency
   • No witch-king Míriel
   • unless...????

   Summary

   The histories written afterwards will tell how Sauron died cackling madly in the temple he had built for his Dark Master and how Tar-Míriel, the last queen of Numenor and the last martyr of the Faithful ones, died atop Meneltarma, praying for the Valar. Fitting ends for both characters of the tragedy.
   But none of the historians knew how they really died. They weren’t there. And if they were, they didn’t survive.

   On the streets between the palace and the temple, Mairon and Míriel saw each other across the street. No words could ever be heard over the chaos and noise of the world ending, but seeing was enough in this case. In these last moments, Mairon and Míriel ran towards each other, naked fear so easily visible in their eyes that they both knew. This was the end. Their fingertips just about brushed, and it was almost enough to touch, before the great wave, the wrath of the Valar, ripped them apart.

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