Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-24306135-20150626015331

Even after the massive battle had passed, Sauron sat inside his locked quarters, whispering to himself and rocking back and forth. Suddenly, the Exo shakily rose to his feet and sat at his desk, pounding away at an extremely old typewriter. Soon, the nanometal mesh of his fingers deteriorated, and Sauron's fingertips leaked hydraulic fluid, its crimson color eerily evoking human blood.