And the Stars Are Black and Cold...

Maedhros had thought he'd seen the worst that could possibly be during his time in Angband. The Moringotto, Sauron, the Valaraukar... And when Findekano came for him, he'd thought worst was over. Sorontor carries them safely away from Thangorodrim. He can rest. Finally.

But then the stars go dark. Not clouded over like Moringotto had done at times but the stars themselves. And yet there's still some kind of light but it is all wrong. He cries out in horror, reaching for his cousin with his remaining hand.