Raven and a Writing Desk

Kaatje Katava Constanța, Romania

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→ Mirkwood Royal Guard ←

[riepu10]

“I know an Elf Lord who will pay a pretty price for these”

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Lord of the rings + Name meanings

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This is why Thorin doesnt like elves

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Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day To seek the pale enchanted gold. The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells. For ancient king and elvish lord There many a gleaming golden hoard They shaped and wrought, and light they caught To hide in gems on hilt of sward. On silver necklaces they strung The flowering stars, on crowns they hung The dragon-fire, in twisted wire They meshed the light of moon and sun. Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere break of day, To claim our long-forgotten gold. Goblets they carved there for themselves And harps of gold; where no man delves There lay they long, and many a song Was sung unheard by men or elves. The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like torches blazed with light. The bells were ringing in the dale And men looked up with faces pale; The dragon's ire more fierce than fire Laid low their towers and houses frail. The mountain smoked beneath the moon; The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom. They fled their hall to dying fall Beneath his feet, beneath the moon. Far over the misty mountains grim To dungeons deep and caverns dim We must away, ere break of day, To win our harps and gold from him! The pines were roaring on the height, were moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like torches blazed with light. The bells were ringing in the dale And men looked up with faces pale; The dragon's ire more fierce than fire Laid low their towers and houses frail. ~ Dwarven song about old wealth by Tolkien

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The hobbit + Characters

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Lord of the rings + Places

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Lord of the rings + Character quotes

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"This is what you get for bringing your troubles to me, again"

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Does this elf have a name? Has anyone named him? What is it? Halp.

[realmoftheeldar]

Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars, not if you care for such things.

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bilbo “what the fuck is an arkenstone” baggins

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#Bilbo’s complete lack of fucks about the treasure is my favorite thing #look at him he is so unimpressed #‘where is that fucking arkenstone what is that is that a diamond? #fuck it who knows’ #‘wow go find a super shiny rock in the pile of shiny things’ #‘fuck you thorin’ #‘maybe the arkenstone makes a noise’ #‘does the diamond necklace…nah silent just a bunch o rocks’ #‘wow look  ANOTHER BIG ROCK’ #‘fuck my life’ (via linddzz)

[colien]

    ‘I am in fact a Hobbit in all but size.’

Happy Birthday J.R.R. Tolkien!

[colien]

my first art summary aw yis a pretty elvish year i must say. its like elves elves elves aliens elves sec part of the year was full of paintings and now i can see that no fucks were given about backgrounds hahah i gotta fix that this year