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The Eagles of Manwë by Ted Nasmith

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The Downfall of Númenor by Ted Nasmith

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Of the Return of the Noldor by Ted Nasmith

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Lúthien Tinúviel by Sahaladar

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John Howe’s cover for The Art of the Lord of the Rings

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Geoff Taylor’s cover for The Two Towers

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Watchful Peace by John Howe

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The Grey Havens by John Howe

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“For the Elves the world moves, and it moves both very swift and very slow. Swift, because they themselves change little, and all else fleets by: it is a grief to them. Slow, because they do not count the running years, not for themselves. The passing seasons are but ripples ever repeated in the long long stream.”

— Legolas, The Great River

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Leaving Rivendell by Gwillieth

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Caras Galadhon by Gwillieth

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Last Sight of Hobbiton by Ted Nasmith

They looked back and saw the lamps in Hobbiton far off twinkling in the gentle valley of the Water. Soon it disappeared in the folds of the darkened land, and was followed by Bywater beside its grey pool. When the light of the last farm was far behind, peeping among the trees, Frodo turned and waved a hand in farewell. ‘I wonder if I shall ever look down into that valley again,’ he said quietly.

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I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew: Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew. Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea, And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden Tree. Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone, In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion. There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years, While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears. O Lórien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day; The leaves are falling in the stream, the river flows away. O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shore And in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor. But if of ships I now should sing, what ship would come to me, What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?