The Lord of the Rings: A New Age

The Ring
In the dark depths of the Lonely Mountain, a certain creature was climbing...searching...hoping for one thing. My precious. Those pitiful hobbits. Golem hates them, Golem kills them. He picked his way through the darkness silently, climbing...searching...hoping. At last he came out into a spacious cave, where the dead corpse of the ring maker lay, where Sauron lay. Yes. With four other rings, I can bring back a fifth back in front of its creator. He laid the four rings in a circle around Saurons chest. The four rings each shot a colourful burst of dazzling light out of them to hit the opposite ring until they all met the centre of the circle. Within the four light beams a powerful item began to be formed, and slowly, and gradually, a ring was forged. Finally, I can get my revenge on Middle Earth. Spoke Sauron.