I do not know that they meant to. The Valar–though they love Eru's children–they often do not see all ends and do things in the same foolish ways we might. Only I could never sink a continent dragging a prisoner home and they could. Perhaps they thought they could take Morgoth back to Aman and leave us only a superficial wound and then accidentally broke our rips and punctured our lungs instead as they dragged him away in chains.

[She could only speculate. The depth of the damage was not understood at first. It took time for the land to crack and crumble where people still dwelt. It took time for even the long-sighted Eldar to see the land collapsing where the evil had been routed out. And they had frankly had many of their own problems at the time which did not help them understand in time.

Not that they could hold back the tides or raise the land. That was the dominion of the Ainur and all who had come had fled them now. Even her Queen who had felt little love of her people if her foolish, too tall husband no longer drew breath east of the sea.

Mithiel sighed.]

I suspect it is of little comfort, but nothing of your world makes much sense to me either. You do not feel like the ainur I have met yet you must be of similar make. If nothing else, we are united in confusion.