The Green Dragon

Reblogging all the best fantasy, myth, magic and faerie on Tumblr, as found by TheGreenDragon.tv

[fairytalescrapbook]

Faerie contains many things besides elves and fays, and besides dwarfs, witches, trolls, giants, or dragons: it holds the seas, the sun, the moon, the sky; and the earth, and all things that are in it: tree and bird, water and stone, wine and bread, and ourselves, mortal men, when we are enchanted.

J. R. R. Tolkien (via fairytalescrapbook)

[intrawar]

Alt. version of this.

[elijahwood]

[formerlyrenly-baratheon-deactiv]

[thegreendragontv-blog]

Home is behind, the world ahead… And there are many paths to tread. Through shadow, to the edge of night, until the stars are all alight… Mist and shadow, cloud and shade, all shall fade… all… shall… fade…

[winter-minds]

embraceoblivion:

Aragorn, son of Arathorn, the Dúnadan, Elessar Telcontar, the true King of Gondor.

[notunlikepride]

[thegreendragontv-blog]

ilovelotr:

l-o-t-r:

There And Back Again

:)

[definetender]

[pullingupanchor]

Do we walk in legends or on the green earth in the daylight?

[kalebnation]

The Hobbit Remix - Kaleb Nation

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The Hobbit & Lord of the Rings - Parallels, Part 1 

[nymeria-snow]

[iwilding]

[tolkienianos]

  At the south end of the greensward there was an opening. There the green floor ran into the wood, and formed a wide space like a hall, roofed by the boughs of trees. Their great trunks ran like pillars down each side. In the middle there was a wood-fire blazing, and upon the tree-pillars torches with lights of gold and silver were burning steadily. The Elves sat around the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn rings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and pouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and dishes.   ‘This is poor fare’ they said to the hobbits; ‘for we are lodging in the greenswood far from our halls. If ever you are guests at home, we will treat you better.’   ‘It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party’ said Frodo.   Pippen afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for his mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a waking dream. But he remembered that there was bread, surpassing the savour of a fair white loaf to one who is starving; and fruits sweet as wildberries and richer than the tended fruits of gardens; he drained a cup that was filled with a fragrant draught, cool as a clear fountain, golden as a summer afternoon.

[tolkienianos]

“Three is Company” - The Fellowship of the Ring - LOTR - J.R.R. Tolkien

[legendarium-enthusiast]

Battle of Five Armies

by ~Justin Gerard

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Day 11 - Hobbit holes of The Shire

The latest Hobbit production diary video was stuffed full of all things Hobbit, a truly delightful sight! 

These images are stills from the video, of my favourite Hobbit hole shots that were featured. Each one is a work of art, truly capturing that Hobbit essence. 

Don’t forget to regularly visit thehobbit.com and thehobbitblog.com for even more goodies and info!

[tolkienianos]

  Beren seeing their approach was dismayed; and he wondered, for he had heard the voice of Tinúviel, and he thought it now a phantom for his ensnaring. But they halted and cast aside their disguise, and Lúthien ran towards him. Thus Beren and Lúthien met again between the desert and the wood. For a while he was silent and was glad; but after a space he strove once more to dissuade Lúthien from her journey. ‘Thrice now I curse my oath to Thingol,’ he said, ‘and I would that he had slain me in Menegroth, rather than I should bring you under the shadow of Morgoth.’

[tolkienianos]

“Of Beren and Lúthien” - The Silmarillion - J.R.R. Tolkien

[owl-from-the-owlery]

Smaug

Favorite illustrators and illustrations (C) Greg and Tim Hildebrandt

Dragons may not have much real use for all their wealth, but they know it to an ounce as a rule, especially after long possession; and Smaug was no exception. He stirred and stretched forth his neck to sniff. Then he missed the cup! Thieves! Fire! Murder! Such a thing had not happened since first he came to the Mountain! His rage passes description — the sort of rage that is only seen when rich folk that have more than they can enjoy suddenly lose something that they have long had but have never before used or wanted. His fire belched forth, the hall smoked, he shook the mountain-roots. He thrust his head in vain at the little hole, and then coiling his length together, roaring like thunder underground, he sped from his deep lair through its great door, out into the huge passages of the mountain-palace and up towards the Front Gate.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit