Small Grey Outline Pointer There Is Only So Much Majesty One Can Handle

@ianmckellen: I accept + ,& challenge Laura Linney, Derek Jacobi, Anthony Hopkins!  (x)

first and last sentences (inspired by x)

babyhookfang:

Lord of the Rings Reread: The Black Gate Is Closed

Upon the west of Mordor marched the gloomy range of Ephel Duath, the Mountains of Shadow, and upon the north the broken peaks and barren ridges of Ered Lithui, grey as ash. But as these ranges approached one another, being indeed but parts of one great wall about the mournful plains of Lithlad and of Gorgoroth, and the bitter inland sea of Nurnen amidmost, they swung out long arms northward; and between these arms there was a deep defile. This was Cirith Gorgor, the Haunted Pass, the entrance to the land of the Enemy. High cliffs lowered upon either side, and thrust forward from its mouth were two sheer hills, black-boned and bare. Upon them stood the Teeth of Mordor, two towers strong and tall. In days long past they were built by the Men of Gondor in their pride and power, after the overthrow of Sauron and his flight, lest he should seek to return to his old realm. But the strength of Gondor failed, and men slept, and for long years the towers stood empty. Then Sauron returned. Now the watch-towers, which had fallen into decay, were repaired, and filled with arms, and garrisoned with ceaseless vigilance. Stony-faced they were, with dark window-holes staring north and east and west, and each window was full of sleepless eyes.

Across the mouth of the pass, from cliff to cliff, the Dark Lord had built a rampart of stone. In it there was a single gate of iron, and upon its battlement sentinels paced unceasingly. Beneath the hills on either side the rock was bored into a hundred caves and maggot-holes: there a host of orcs lurked, ready at a signal to issue forth like black ants going to war. None could pass the Teeth of Mordor and not feel their bite, unless they were summoned by Sauron, or knew the secret passwords that would open the Morannon, the black gate of his land.

The two hobbits gazed at the towers and the wall in despair. Even from a distance they could see in the dim light the movement of the black guards upon the wall, and the patrols before the gate. They lay now peering over the edge of a rocky hollow beneath the out-stretched shadow of the northmost buttress of Ephel Duath. Winging the heavy air in a straight flight a crow, maybe, would have flown but a furlong from their hiding-place to the black summit of the nearer tower. A faint smoke curled above it, as if fire smouldered in the hill beneath.

ohmaedhros:

DO YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME RICHARD

annetheviking:

King Eirian

It’s been a while since my last art post. Still struggling with artist’s block. I’ve often found that I get ‘blocked’ when I’m procrastinating. I love painting faces, ‘cause faces are fun… and they allow me to ignore clothing - which I suck at. I also tend to avoid jewelry ‘cause I find metallic surfaces difficult to render. But it ain’t gonna get better unless you have a bash at it. And so I decided to focus on this painting of my elf king Eirian - face inspired as per usual by handsome Bradley James/King Arthur from Merlin - and deal with some textiles and accessories. And it’s taken a little while… but it’s been fun. It’s so easy to get stuck in your comfort zone… and then you forget how awesome it is to tackle new challenges, even when they frustrate the crap out of you. 

The bling is inspired by the beautiful jewelry I recently purchased from Raven Eve. This is her website link: http://ravenevejewelry.storenvy.com/ 

Check it out, it’s amazing.

canibale:

"The ocean is six miles deep" - Submarine (2010)

08-22 | 5:00 | 389 notes | canibale

Tony Stark being Tony Stark.

It’s called l o v e.

Someone to come home to.

There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.”

jellys:

people that point out acne:

  1. pack ur bags
  2. buy a plane ticket
  3. go to hell
©DH