Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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oh, if you are a star — your city, Petropolis Gondor, your brother, Gondor, is dying.
Now dear Théodred lies in darkness, most loyal of fighters. The sound of the harp shall not wake the warrior; nor shall the man hold a golden wine-cup, nor good hawk swing through the hall, nor the swift horse stamp in the courtyard...
TOLKIEN WEEK (2/2) – day 4. most attractive male character: thorin oakenshield
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MODERN AESTHETICS: Carcaroth
“With such a hell in your heart and your head, how can you live? How can you love?” Fyodor Dostoevsky
For @oneringnet‘s creatures challenge!
MAKE ME CHOOSE ↳ @cestpasfaux24601 asked: frodo baggins or boromir
"He was a tall man with a fair and noble face, dark-haired and grey-eyed, proud and stern of glance. His garments were rich, and his cloak was lined with fur and he had a collar of silver in which a single white stone was set; his locks were shorn about his shoulders. On a baldric he wore a great horn tipped with silver that now was laid upon his knees."
MAKE ME CHOOSE ↳ @iwillnotserve asked: rivendell or lothlórien
"He saw no colour but those he knew, gold and white and blue and green, but they were fresh and poignant, as if he had at that moment first perceived them and made for them names new and wonderful. In winter here no heart could mourn for summer or for spring. No blemish or sickness or deformity could be seen in anything that grew upon the earth. On the land of Lórien, there was no stain.”