Akallabeth in August: Day Twenty-Nine

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"And out of the west there would come at times a great cloud in the evening, shaped as it were an eagle, with pinions spread to the north and the south; and slowly it would loom up, blotting out the sunset, and then uttermost night would fall upon Númenor. And some of the eagles bore lightning beneath their wings, and thunder echoed between sea and cloud."

Into This Wild Abyss: A Tempest's Name by pandemonium_213, Illustrated by ladyelleth