Character: a bird
Disclaimer: The drabble is mine. LotR is not. All of my desperate wishing will not change that.
Spy of Saruman
My eyes glint deepest black against the sky. The sun, when it does shine on me, paints me iridescent.
I see more than my master sees, for though he sees far, I see completely. He espies things far away and wonders; I see what is before me truly.
My brothers drift beside me, floating in a sort of dance, catching the rush of poisoned air on one another’s wings.
I am my master’s eyes, his messenger, the feathered black finger of his far-reaching hand.
I am craban, and though some hide from me, they cannot escape my black all-seeing eyes.