New Challenge: Epic 80s
This month's challenge features hundreds of fresh prompts from the bodacious decade of the 1980s.

“Narsil!” Malbeth coughed again. “It will be reforged—when Isildur’s Bane is found."

It came in fragments, glimpses, shades of grey. There was a wide land under a growing shadow as darkness rose like a wave—like the wave that had crushed Númenor, that she dreamed of so often—like great dark wings of some fell creature, like the darkness was a thing in itself and not merely the absence of light.

Under the growing shadows of Angmar and amid her prophecies, Malbeth loves Fíriel and bides her time.