The moment in The Hobbit when you start crying.
A woman was left gobsmacked when she learned the gold ring she stumbled across in a field was 2,000 years old.
#THERE ARE LITERALLY THREE MOVIES AND A HUGE-ASS BOOK EXPLAINING WHY KEEPING IT IS A BAD IDEA
"…it felt like a gift from the underworld," Lundin told The Local. "It was my magnificent ring. I didn’t want to give it up."
There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.
In all the deeds of Melkor the Morgoth upon Arda, in his vast works and in the deceits of his cunning, Sauron had a part, and was only less evil than his master in that for long he served another and not himself. But in after years he rose like a shadow of Morgoth and a ghost of his malice, and walked behind him on the same ruinous path down into the Void.
(Melkor fancast by the lovely feanore <3)
Yet another one Thranduil, this time slightly more dynamic. While I really like painting Lee Pace’s face, the white hair is an absolute pain in the ass, so maybe I’ll restrain from that for a while ;)
As usual, open in new tab for higher res. And please do so, because Tumblr does something weird with more squareish images.
An infographic update for the Silmarillion Read-Along! We’re pretty much in the last “phase” of the First Age, so I wanted to make sure everyone was up-to-date (as well as making sure you haven’t forgotten Mandos’s prophecy/curse from when the Noldor left Valinor.)
More infographics from the Silmarillion Read-Along!
Today in Middle-Earth: The hobbits reach Bree at night. At the Prancing Pony, they meet Strider (September 29th, 3018 T.A.)
‘I am called Strider,’ he said in a low voice. ‘I am very pleased to meet you, Master – Underhill, if old Butterbur got your name right.’
‘He did,’ said Frodo stiffly. He felt far from comfortable under the stare of those keen eyes.
‘Well, Master Underhill,’ said Strider, ‘if I were you, I should stop your young friends from talking too much. Drink, fire, and chance-meeting are pleasant enough, but, well – this isn’t the Shire. There are queer folk about. Though I say it as shouldn’t, you may think,’ he added with a wry smile, seeing Frodo’s glance. ‘And there have been even stranger travellers through Bree lately,’ he went on, watching Frodo’s face.