And whither then? I cannot say

Random Stuff, LOTR, LOTRO, & Other Things if I feel like it. Wingfeather Saga fanblog at @armulyn, Ranger's Apprentice fanblog (currently inactive) at @kingsranger, a Fairy Tale Enchantress/all KM Shea's works fanblog at @once-upon-a-dumpster-fire, and fics on AO3 as Talagan_Silvertongue

[mademoiseli]

Biblical Allusions in "Thus Always to Tyrants" by The Oh Hellos

The Oh Hellos, Thus Always to Tyrants • Vasily Polenov, Raising Jairus' Daughter • Luke 8:52 • Henry Ossawa Tanner, Ressurection of Lazarus • John 11:11 • Carl Heinrich Bloch, Burial of Christ • 1 Corinthians 15:20 • Carl Heinrich Bloch, The Resurrection • Psalm 23:4 • 1 Thessalonians 4:13 • Revelation 20:13 • David Snider, The Sea Gives Up its Dead • Mark 10:45 • Phillip Medhurst Collection, A New Heaven and New Earth • Revelation 21:5 • Ezekiel 37:1-2 • Gustave Doré, The Vision of the Valley of Dry Bones • Ezekiel 37:3-5 • Ezekiel 37:9 • Fra Angelico, The Annunciation, Detail

[find-the-path]

1.4 put me on edge with its premise initially and then obliterated me from existence. I am dead and cannot breathe Riley the singing Irishman asfehjkahdhfuv SULU!!

[find-the-path]

I started watching Star Trek this week after not dipping even a toe in it my entire life and guys I am in love. This show is coming up with trolley problems hitherto undreamt of and then actually dealing with them

[find-the-path]

20: held hostage (Lastadron) (fun times in the Wold)

It is all fuzzy light and darkness after Lastadron’s head hits the ground. His shoulder is shoved down, his arm wrenched up as some Easterling levers his sword from his grip. There are five of them: two on each arm and one spare to spit in his face.

“You should know better than to trespass twice, horse-lord,” the spare Easterling snarls. He had clearly learned the Westron term as an insult; the implied honorific is lost on him. As is Lastadron’s black hair.

He’s not wrong about one thing: “Then don’t steal my— horse!” Lastadron’s wild headbutt in the middle goes absolutely nowhere except down. The flagstones are cool and stinging against the cut on his face.

Sċytta is free, at least. Him and the four other pitch-black stolen horses Lastadron found in the pen. He’ll know where to go— straight to Horn and his boiled-sap treats, to Nona and her endless apples, and they will know how he died. Lady Cíllan may keep her husband’s horse and remember the foolish adventurer she’d hailed a hero by him as well. 

Why isn’t he dead yet?

The flagstones beneath him are suddenly warmer than the air, suddenly the only heat in a frigid winter.

“Hssss… The thief caught in a net.” The Easterlings around him go still. They are all human and living, only the bare division of loyalty left to keep any of them safe from this. “I know your face.”

If he had breath left, he'd laugh.

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19: Lost in the Barrow Downs (Amathan)

Barghests howl through the night, occasionally breaking into frantic barks like kicked dogs. Amathan does not wonder why: they are only alive insofar as they are dying. He keeps walking, instead. The only thing dumber than going into the Downs at night (he is told) is camping in them.

So he walks. Slow and hazy for lack of sleep.

There is an end to the Downs, where the land slopes up and then down to the green earth, the grassy road, and friendly voices. He cannot find it in this endless night with its strange stars.

Is this how Aderthor died? Surely his knightly idiot of a brother had not resisted poking what he shouldn’t. Maybe Amathan will die the same way tonight, for all his care only another knightly idiot.

[find-the-path]

He's a ten but he used to be a nine and now you're confused.

[jerreeeeeee]

not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally

[jerreeeeeee]

what mutual is prev

my liege lord

my loyal knight

my wise wizard

my evil advisor

my brother in arms

my lady muse

my wild mermaid friend

my fellow alchemist

my dashing rapscallion

my monstrous foe

Remaining time: 2 days 21 hours

[janeaustengeeks]

[find-the-path]

I met an Elinor Gardner two months ago and have simply not recovered since.

[spitzonthefritz]

this is going around twitter rn but im also super curious: please tell me your top four comfort movies that you’re always down to watch bc my friend thinks mine are ridiculous and now we’ve realised everyone’s version of “comfort” is hilariously different

[argentavis]

hey do you mind grabbing joseph's coat for him? yeah its the red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ochre and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve and cream and crimson and silver and rose and azure and lemon and russet and gray and purple and white and pink and orange and blue one

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

drop your best summer reading recs in the tags

[miseria-fortes-viros]

“what’s your dream job” im so glad you asked. picture this. i am the lone employee of a strange and mysterious tchotchke/bookshop in the middle of nowhere, full of fun and interesting things that i am allowed to take for the low low price of free of charge. i get one, exceedingly interesting, customer per hour. i work no more than twenty hours a week and am salaried 3 million dollars

[skinwretch]

question 2 my followers: what’s the most obscure piece of media you’ve ever developed a fixation with? not obscure as in “at one point had a reasonably thriving fandom that eventually faded” but something you feel you were almost entirely alone in your appreciation for

[scorchroots]

I've never loved anyone as much as I love Ursula Le Guin

[thats-ee]

Neither one can tell if the other is fucking with him

[somafalls]

reblogs got turned off but this deserves preservation