the righteous good life committee.

Like when Gandalf spent literal PAGES trying to figure out why the vibes were off in Moria and Legolas chimes in with just "it's a balrog :) that shit's evil :) we're so fucked :)" like what do you MEAN you knew already and just didn't tell him??

Or at the beginning of Two Towers when Aragorn thinks there's something nearby so he puts his ear to the ground to listen, and then like 10 minutes later is like "hmmm i hear horses" and Legolas is just like "mm yep. there are 105 blond bitches with spears" like you just let your friend put his face in the dirt and you can SEE them??

gandalf is scratching his head in moria, and legolas is thinking "oh man, the wizard noticed something off *besides* the obvious balrog that we all are aware of??"

I was inspired by the black-out poems made by @playing-with-colors and decided to apply it to the locked tomb series!

Must I anger and must my anger pearl, My anger pearl, must I pearl, must I polish Madness daily, rub nacre into a world Perfect, round, what in my hand should finish

As wound deepened by wound? Not jewel, not gem, Not beauty, not gem. I am this anger. Must each note aria I mean as requiem, I mean requiem, mean dirge, must one finger

Bear the weight of every word, set in gold, Hand held so the pearl catches the angle Of light, and glowing, says, "I am betrothed." Betrothed? I am small terror wed to wild

Rhyme. We must climb inside the world to live. A sand-grain in the mind tells us to survive.