Sauron sat on his high throne in the tower of Mordor. It was the end of the second age of Middle-earth. He was a dark lord. The Ring of Omnipotence was just beginning to be forged. He was a tall man with long red hair, Yellow eyes, black crown and armor. Sauron sighed heavily and said in a loud, sweet and powerful voice:

I know that you are here.. I feel you, child.. your elf blood...