Deep in the subterranean holds of Barad-dur, in the land of Mordor where the Shadows lie, there is a place of horror unspoken. It is of such dread that no mortal would contemplate existence within the sinkhole of evil that is the Black Pit. Better to face death than allow oneself to be dragged off to that wretched hole.
The labyrinthine tunnels twist through the dark rock, host to a multitude of narrow, foreboding cells and maliciously constructed torture chambers. Ancient iron doors and myriad portcullises’ divide and subdivide these treacherous dungeons. So maze-like is this interior design that few can claim to know all the secrets of the Black Pit nor indeed what they may host. The Dark Lord has many servants of a fell nature. These may be mockeries of those who dwell in the lands beyond Mordor, or other beings, more fell yet, demons from the bowels of the earth, or shadow creatures unimaginable and unknown beyond these rents in the world. To know them is to know choking fears of nightmarish malignity made manifest!
Here the souls of the incarcerated may be broken, corrupted, moulded forcibly or coerced into blathering insanities belying only fragmentations of the torment they have suffered. If these poor misbegotten prisoners have secrets within, they will no doubt be rendered up in screams and panicked gasps to the insidious whispers of the Shadow. The unknown of such terror may seem infinite, yet here in the Black Pits there is an eternity to explore it.
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Excerpt from NaithYou know them! Don't break them!
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