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wanderer-of-mirkwood: b-billy-bibbit: sweetlittlekitty: THE FIRST DAY OF SPRING IS HERE SPRING. WHERE IS IT?

ysambre-fauntography: M I R R O R M E R E ~ © Ysambre fauntography 2017 “ The world is grey, the mountains old,The forge’s fire is ashen-cold; No harp is wrung, no hammer falls:The darkness dwells in Durin’s halls; The shadow lies upon his tombIn Moria, in Khazad-dûm. But still the sunken stars appearInContinue reading

tolkienillustrations: Moria by Alan Lee “The world is grey, the mountains old,The forge’s fire is ashen-cold;No harp is wrung, no hammer falls:The darkness dwells in Durin’s halls;The shadow lies upon his tombIn Moria, in Khazad-dûm.But still the sunken stars appearIn dark and windless Mirrormere;There lies his crown in water deep,Till Durin wakes again from sleep.”Continue reading

hcathledger: All that is gold does not glitter,Not all those who wander are lost;The old that is strong does not wither,Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken,A light from the shadows shall spring;Renewed shall be blade that was broken,The crownless again shall be king. Source: hcathledger

musingsfrombree: New Tolkien tale to come from HC in 2017 HarperCollins (HC) will publish a new J R R Tolkien title in May 2017. Edited by his son Christopher Tolkien, Beren and Lúthien will be published simultaneously in the US (by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt) and in other territories by Tolkien publishers worldwide. Christopher Tolkien extractedContinue reading

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He wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick J.R.R Tolkien’s The Hobbit (via seidur)

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless againContinue reading

irondame: Welcome From Lothlorien “On two chairs beneath the bole of the tree and canopied by a living bough there sat, side by side, Celeborn and Galadriel. Very tall they were, and the Lady no less tall than the Lord; and they were grave and beautiful. They were clad wholly in white; and the hairContinue reading