
Túrin and Beleg, defenders of the wild woods
Ceremonial Dagger
- Dated: mid-19th century
- Culture: French
- Measurements: overall length 43 cm
Described as a dagger for ‘esoteric rituals’ the dagger features a straight, double-edged blade with a triple fuller, engraved with floral motifs. The bronze hilt is depicting Death wrapped in a mantle and a snake on the quillon. The wooden scabbard is covered in brown velvet with brass mounts decorated with bas-relieved floral motifs.
Source: Copyright © 2015 Czerny’s International Auction House S.R.L.
while i agree this provides an excellent silmaril-carrying solution, for scientific reasons I must insist upon the blue footed booby (if albatross is off the table)

pelicans are actually terrible parents and usually have at least one more chick than they can feasibly care for just as a back up policy, and it almost always dies. I do not know if boobies are good parents are not, but I do know that there is not a single picture of the blue footed booby that does not delight and fill me with awe of nature’s majesty
also pelicans freak me the fuck out
i really love albatrosses and i want selfishly to believe that that was what elwing became tbh
o hard same
Beren: *points camera at him, Angband in the background* Hey I’m Beren
Luthien: *camera slides to her* And I’m Luthien
Both: And this ist Jackass

The Temple of Hatshepsut glows at sunset
Hatshepsut’s temple is one of the world’s most striking architectural masterpieces, but perhaps even more noteworthy is the woman who commissioned it.
Photograph by Kenneth Garrett, National Geographic Creative
So it was that long ago there arose great tumults in the sea that wrought ruin to the lands. But Uinen, at the prayer of Aulë, restrained Ossë and brought him before Ulmo; and he was pardoned and returned to his allegiance, to which he has remained faithful. For the most part; for the delight in violence has never wholly departed from him, and at times he will rage in his wilfulness without any command from Ulmo his lord. Therefore those who dwell by the sea or go up in ships may love him, but they do not trust him.
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion
Osse © ALEF Club, Journey to The Middle-Earth Project

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