Well...here we go. Page one, entry one of my new diary.
It seems fitting somehow, to be starting something new like this dairy as I have just moved back into Mordor and assumed my old name Sauron again.
It feels good. Feels right.
'The Necromancer' was an ok gimmick I guess, but I really felt like I'd come down in the world and my career just seemed stalled. I mean, as Sauron I fought against the Last Alliance, I nearly beat the entire civilized world all by myself! But as the Necromancer I had what...The White Council? What the heck is that anyway? It sounds like a bunch of old biddies sitting around sipping tea and deciding when to have the next bake sale or something! "Oh Eunice these finger sandwiches are lovely...you simply MUST give me the recipe"
BAH!
No more of that stuff, I'm Sauron again and I'm going to be back on top again too, you'll see, Ring or no Ring, I can still kick some uhh..you know, some 'tail'.
Hey wait, this is my diary and I can say whatever I want to...ok, I can still KICK SOME ASS!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Diaries rule!
#2
Dear Diary,
well, the walls of Barad Dur are going up and everything looks pretty cool so far. I have to admit the neighborhood has changed a bit since I was here last and it's a bit disconcerting to see that little subdivision right next to where my dark tower used to be, but what with construction costs and property values going up, up, up and all that money I lost on the whole Dol Guldur thing, I have to just deal with it until I can get some cash coming in. I guess if I can't buy them out I can always scare them out huh? heh heh heh
Well, maybe. Actually, to tell you the truth (and you are my diary so why shouldn't I be honest here?), I have to admit that I haven't really been feeling all that...well, all that evil lately. I mean, time was I used to get up in the morning and I just couldn't WAIT to do something rotten to someone! Now it's like...well...sometimes I don't even feel particularly unfriendly. In fact, the other day there was a young couple from the subdivision next door going by and I was perched on a rock watching the Orcs working on the outer wall. These kids had a stroller and inside was the cutest little tike you ever did see. The parents were trying to avoid looking at me but the baby was looking right at me and making all these little squinchy faces and I caught myself smiling right back at him! Me! The Dark Lord! I felt positively sick! I should have lunged over and ripped their spines out and instead I'm going all 'goo goo' and 'woopsy woopsy'.
This cannot be borne. I've got to do something about this soon.
Still, he was an awfully cute little cuss and he had the most darling...
what am I saying? AGH!
