me and @theotherwesley is like, what can an edain stan and the Dark Lord of Arda possibly have in common?
“OOOooOoOoh, look at MeeEEeee I’m an ELF, I’m IMMORTAL and TWEE and my hair is so NOURISHED~ I’m the tallest and bestest and fairest Oooh~ I’m Sad all the time booo hooo I’m too pretty for this horrible world~ Ewww I saw a chest hair, I will fade and go into the West~”
One Light ShiningRuth Moody ❀ The CallRegina Spektor ❀ Last GoodbyeThe Wailin’ Jennys
Iavas & Firith
Miri It Is While Sumer IlastEnsemble Belladonna ❀ I Wish The Wars Were All Over Tim Eriksen ❀ Winter SongSarah Bareilles & Ingrid Michaelson ❀ If & WhenDoomtree
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Maro Eo Ma MestrezNavan ❀ I Wish My Baby Was BornRiley Baugus, Tim Eriksen & Tim O’Brien ❀ I Am Stretched On Your GraveKate Rusby
Good ol’ Ungles. For my purposes she’s going to have several forms to choose from, ranging from “Vaguely Humanoid” to “Garage-Sized Death Spider” to “A Vast Screaming Tear In Reality, A Maw Which Opens Into The Void With A Thousand Hungry Eyes, The Devourer of Suns.” She likes to keep it fresh.
Sauron’s Masks: Tol-in-Gaurhoth – War of the Last Alliance– RivkaZ 2017
“There now he brooded in the dark, until he had wrought for himself a new shape; and it was terrible, for his fair semblance had departed forever when he was cast into the abyss"
I wanted to showcase my idea for different battle masks worn by Sauron; one for striking fear in the elves of Sirion, and one to disguise his misshapen visage after the Akallabeth. I thought it would be poetic to see his fair form to wear a fearsome mask while his monstrous form wears a beautiful one; maybe for the sake of vanity, or simply to be recognizable after his imperfect re-embodiment. It seems like something the leaders of the Last Alliance who knew him from before would comment on, while facing him down on the slopes of Orodruin.
More lineart previews for my Beleriand Numismatics project! This time, Khazad coins from Belegost and Nogrod, featuring a grimacing battle mask and a profile of Azaghal.
“I fear that to me Siamese cats belong to the fauna of Mordor, but you need not tell the cat breeder that.“― J.R.R. Tolkien, Letter 219
“Moon-Diamond Cats”, the emissary called them; one of seventeen types of auspicious cat that could bring prosperity and luck to their keepers. Six breeding pairs, and one litter of kittens (born during the long voyage over the Encircling Sea), had come on the trading convoy of a great king from lands far to the south east of Harad– a gift to the Lord of Mordor and its vassal states.
“I am more accustomed by far to the company of wolves, but these creatures also are to my liking,” said the Lord of Mordor, and promised they would be treated with utmost hospitality, and that for however many generations the cats chose to make their home in his kingdom, they would be welcome. Gold and iron and scrolls of lore were given in return, many times the weight of the lissome beasts they bought. From then on, cats would live in the grand palaces of Umbar, and as guardians in the Temple of the Giver of Freedom, and even in Barad-dûr at the foot of Sauron himself, for they delighted him.
And so it was, even after the eastern empire fell, and rose for a time in shadow, and fell once more, the cats of Mordor, who live still in the crumbling gardens at Umbar and run feral in the port cities of South Gondor, have ink-dipped points, and a diamond stain over the bright moons of their eyes.
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