Beneath the fading sun of Middle Earth, the earth shuddered and groaned as the colossal figure of Ancalagon the Black emerged from the depths of Thangorodrim. His monstrous wings unfurled with a thunderous roar, casting a shadow that swallowed the land. towering over mountains, his eyes ablaze with pure malignancy, his colossal form sent a chilling tremor through all who saw his large form, a harbinger of impending doom and the living embodiment of fear.