Glaurung and Turin Turambar

This year after being excited by the anticipation of a new Tolkien adaptation, and soundly disappointed by seeing the infamous Rings of Power, I've been trying to come up with a worthy representation of one of my favorite scenes from the Silmarillion. Judge for yourself if the result is up to par.

"At that moment Glaurung came out through the open gates and because of the evil spirit that inhabited him spoke suddenly and said:

'Hail, son of Húrin. Happy meeting! Then Turin sprang and came upon him, and the blades of Gurthang blazed like a flame; but Glaurung parried the blow, and opened wide his serpent's eyes and fixed them on Túrin. Fearlessly Túrin looked at them as he raised his sword, and then he fell under the binding spell that came from the dragon's lidless eyes, and stood still. 'Evil have been all your deeds, son of Húrin. Ungrateful foster-son, outlaw, slayer of your friend, thief of love, usurper of Nargothrond, reckless captain and deserter of your brethren. Subdued live your mother and your sister, suffering misery and needs. You wear the finery of a prince, but they are in rags. Your father will be happy to find out that he has such a son. And you will find out!'

And while the eyes of the dragon bound his tormented mind, and he could not move, the Orcs led away the herd of captives, and they passed near Túrin and crossed the bridge. Among them was Finduilas, and he called to Túrin as he passed; but Glaurung did not release him until the cries and wailing of the captives were lost, and Túrin could not stop his ears to muffle that voice that pursued him."