The Halls of Mandos are dead quiet... As always. It's like time itself has stopped here. Even the Maiar who serve the Vala here are almost invisible...

And only in the farthest depths of the Hall, closed to almost all, can the quiet clanking of chains be heard.

Melkor is the most important and dangerous prisoner of these places. The one Mandos keeps a special eye on...

The dark Vala is sitting on the cold floor of his cage, his long black robe has turned pale during his time here. His wrists and ankle are chained in chains, whose grip Melkor cannot break. A place he won't be able to escape from until a certain time has passed. His head is slightly lowered, which causes his long black hair to fall to the floor. Anger seethes inside Melkor and behind the feigned image of repentance and pain, he hides his dark thoughts, hatred towards the rest of the Valar and all living things. No. Even this imprisonment won't stop him...