To them, it is the final blow. One last virtual kick in the teeth.
To me, it is redemption. I was led astray once. There are things I did that I am not so proud of now. So much destruction and death. So much was fought for, all for the wrong reasons.
This is my chance to turn everything around. It is not so easy as simply taking the tower down, however. That is only the half of it. The rest is walking away from it, the opportunity to rebuild and reestablish myself as a ruling power.
I hear the cheers around me from subjects and peers alike as the tower falls. Does it really matter what it is as long as it is done?
Author's Chapter Notes:
Galadriel