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The Two Trees of Valinor
āA! the Trees of Light, tall and shapely, gold and silver, more glorious than the sunā
Made for amazing @mithrilandvilya as a tiny "thank you" gift for a Buy me a coffee āļø donation ā¤ļø Thank you so much for your support, for staying with me, for your kindness and desire to help. I deeply appreciate everything you are doing for me ā¤ļøš«š„°
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Giving Thranduil some love
Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not, When I against myself with thee partake? Do I not think on thee, when I forgot Am of myself, all tyrant for thy sake? Who hateth thee that I do call my friend? On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon? Nay, if thou lour'st on me, do I not spend Revenge upon myself with present moan? What merit do I in myself respect That is so proud thy service to despise, When all my best doth worship thy defect, Commanded by the motion of thine eyes? But, love, hate on, for now I know thy mind: Those that can see thou lov'st, and I am blind. Sonnet 149 by William Shakespeare
my inspiration from here: https://cameralabs.org/media/lab18/01/08/fotografii-Belly-Kotak_36.jpg
The Middle-Earth aesthetic | C e l e b o r n | Prince of Doriath
Celeborn was a Prince of Doriath and a kinsman of Thingol, the King of Doriath. Celeborn was said to be the grandson of Thingolās brother Elmo. Celebornās father was Galadhon and he had a brother named Galathil.
The name Celeborn means āSilver treeā, from the Sindarin words celeb (āsilverā) and orn (ātreeā). His original name was Teleporno, a Telerin name which means āSilver-highā, from Quenyan tyelpe (āsilverā).
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā RivendellĀ His house was perfect whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, nor a pleasant mixture of them all. Evil things did not come into that valley.
The Enchanted Spring 12
Chapter 12 - A RequestĀ of my fantasy story The Enchanted Spring is ready and up!
After the dreadful council meeting Andor only wishes for one thing: to go home, but fate has yet another unexpected challenge prepared for him...
Read it on Wattpad, Ā AO3 Ā and FictionPress and dive into a dangerous but magical world of fantasy, forests and elves!
As always, votes, comments, likes and reviews are very welcome :D!
Thank you so much!
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The Middle-Earth aesthetic | W i n t e rĀ | The fairy tales of Mirkwood
When winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay; When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day; Iāll look for thee, and call to thee; Iāll come to thee again!
the magic Elvenking by Candra: (x)(x)
A commission of CelebrimborĀ for @baileyboybee !Ā
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melancholy 2. by ilmari-nen
[LOTR] a father.
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The Elves, will they not fight?
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On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak.