All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.

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I was   t h e   h e r a l d   o f   G i l - g a l a d   and marched with his host. I was at the Battle of Dagorlad before the Black Gate of Mordor…I beheld the last combat on the slopes of Orodruin, where Gil-galad died, and Elendil fell, and Narsil broke beneath him.

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After the battlefield had been cleared and the elves, men and dwarves had lain their own to rest, the corpses of the orcs and wargs were burned. But as the darkness that was nestled very deeply inside of them seeped into the ground, so spread its roots. Thranduil watched in silent horror and with lingering sadness. For this had happened before just centuries ago and he remembered. He remembered a tale long forgotten. One of hardships, of unfairness and betrayal. He remembered the story of hobbits and how they came to be. (X)


FIC: King Thranduil ~ The Prologue

I am SO excited to post the first part of my series about the origins of hobbits. I hope everyone enjoys it and can see where I’m coming from with this!

Part one of the series: Sé Andribb Ríce

Sé andribb ríce or The Little People, as the Northmen called them. They are known now as hobbits, a tiny folk living a good, private life in the Shire. But hobbits did not come from Eriador. They had come from Rhovanion where they had dwelt in the vales of the river Anduin.

But hobbits were not always small. Once, they were human and while hobbits are carefree, almost innocent creatures it was something dark that made them into what they are. ‘Tis not a happy story, that of hobbits, but one that needs to be told nonetheless.

King Thranduil ~ The Prologue

King Thranduil of Mirkwood – once Greenwood the Great when times were less perilous – had met many in his life. But none he had met in his long life had made as grand an impression on him as had the smallest of folks. The littlest people who he had ever met, who had suffered much yet had hearts purer than any elf could wish for.


Graphic for part one


lotr meme: nine characters [5/9] → fíli

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Those who fought in the Battle of the Five Armies.

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Long before, in the first days of the North Kingdom, they built a great watch-tower on Weathertop, A m o n   S û l  they called it.  It is told that  E l e n d i l  stood there watching for the coming of Gil-galad out of the West, in the days of the Last Alliance.

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The Flower Garden ~ Chapter 51

So that was this week’s chapter, hope everyone enjoyed! I’m trying to speed things up a bit after this one (but I’ve tried many times, technically Beorn’s should have been 2 or 3 chapters, so we’ll see!).


Lunch was an awkward affair.

When Dwalin and Bilbo walked in, most seats were free. Bilbo was ready to bolt to the side of the table where Fili wasn’t seated. He saw Kili rise, ready to wave him over but he ignored him and instead followed Dwalin, who went to sit down next to his brother.

Dwalin raised an eyebrow at the hobbit, shot Fili a look but didn’t say anything.

Bilbo felt very relieved and when the two brothers started talking about the progress he was making with his sword, Bilbo started to think of a good reason why he couldn’t sleep next to the two brothers that night.

Sure, he had a good reason, but now he needed one he could actually tell the others.


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