Year of the Sun 472, Midsummers Day, First Age
Plains of the north were in darkness. A black cloud coming from over the impassable peaks of Thangorodrim smothered the plains of Anfauglith. Dust clouds raised by the ominous winds of North deemed it impossible see but a few hundred yards away. Yet still, sunlight managed to make its way through the gray clouds and the dust storm, and shone upon the hearts of the Noldor, giving them hope.
