“He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgûl, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt that he went only in light shoes over rock or through snow, the most tireless of all the Fellowship.”

J.R.R. Tolkien
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You shouldn’t have done that. It’s bad luck.


Anonymous asked:
have u got iphone6?

You mortals are so behind on this technology thing. I actually have an iPhoneInfinity. 



Don’t worry about me Pip

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39/101 days ‘til BotFA

'When Bilbo opened his eyes, he wondered if he had; for it was just as dark as with them shut. No one was anywhere near him. Just imagine his fright! He could hear nothing, see nothing, and he could feel nothing except the stone of the floor.'

When the cold of Winter comes
Starless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
We will walk in bitter rain

Welcome to Middle-Earth  ☼  Erebor

Erebor, stronghold of Thrór, King under the Mountain and mightiest of the Dwarf-lords. Thrór ruled with utter surety, never doubting his house would endure, for his line lay secure in the lives of his son and grandson. Built deep within the mountain itself, the beauty of this fortress city was legend. Its wealth lay in the earth, in precious gems hewn from rock and in great seams of gold running like rivers through stone. The skill of the Dwarves was unequaled, fashioning objects of great beauty out of diamond, emerald, ruby, and sapphire.

All shall fade, all shall fade…


Anonymous asked:
Oh dear Mr. Legolas, I do apologize for my last message... these blasted centaurs somehow sent my message before I was done with it. I could really use your help, you know, murdering a few...

I seem to have lost your last message amidst this vast interweb… unless you were referring to the one regarding you being Zeus’ new blogger and doges. Anyway, hope you are well. Ah yes, it’s always those centaurs isn’t it? Getting into the way of everything as usual. Oh dear, what have you gotten yourself into? 

The Hobbit chapter by chapter: Chapter 8: Flies and Spiders


Believe not that in the land of Gondor the blood of Númenor is spent, nor all its pride and dignity forgotten.