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Maedhros spendig time near the monument of the dead Fingon (or hugging it and talking with it)poor poor Maitimo :c

Сommision
Maedhros spendig time near the monument of the dead Fingon (or hugging it and talking with it)poor poor Maitimo :c

I was thinking about some of the ideas I was talking about earlier with respect to the orientation of maps in Middle-earth, and so I thought I’d draw out what one of the original maps from the Red Book of Westmarch might have looked like.
Thylacosmilus atrox is an extinct species of saber-toothed metatherian that inhabited South America from the late Miocene to Piacenziane. Though Thylacosmilus is one of several predatory mammal genera typically called “saber-toothed cats”, it was not a felid, but a sparassodont, a group closely related to marsupials, and only superficially resembled other saber-toothed mammals due to convergent evolution. Based on studies of its habitat, Thylacosmilus is believed to have hunted in savannah-like or sparsely forested areas.

“–of all the lies life has told me I wonder how many of them were about death.” here’s an idle Námo sketch for you all 💀

Sauron: The Abhorred.
Love me some Sauron. 🙂
I have got to say Sauron has proven to be (one of) my most beloved (or beloathed, that’s not a real word which is too bad) for a while now when it comes to illustration and books. He’s pure evil and purely irresistible. I mean just look into his Eye!
@theotherwesley i mean you’ve probably seen this but LOOK
oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy I FINALLY GET TO WRITE MELKOR AND MAIRON MEETING this is going to be epic:

Galadriel: *pours water into mirror basin*
*Frodo and Galadriel lean over to look*
Mirror: Hi, Bílly Mæys here with a special offer to all of our Lothlórien viewers, if you call in the next –
Galadriel: Sorry, there’s always an ad that plays first
Doesn’t matter how many times I’ve listened to that, still brings tears to my eyes… The whole score is beautiful, but this one is special
“Simbelmynë
. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall
cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days should be mine.
The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see that last
days of my house.. No parent should have to bury their child.”