Oh hey, it’s been a little bit– Here are 3 of my Silmarillion inspired Inktober 2017 pieces to make up for it, though 😘
Eöl forging Anguirel and being a grump, grump. (“Sword”)
Fëanor asking Galadriel for hair and becoming “Unfriends forever” (“Divide”)
And a digitally colored version of Ancalagon the Black… uh…. laughing at a joke Eãrendil said on Vingilot (“Gigantic”)
Orcs were there with eyes of yellow and green like cats that could pierce all glooms and see through mist or fog or night; snakes that could go everywhither and search all crannies or the deepest pits or the highest peaks, listen to every whisper that ran in the grass or echoed in the hills; wolves there were and ravening dogs and great weasels full of the thirst of blood whose nostrils could take scent moons old through running water, or whose eyes find among single footsteps that had passed a lifetime since; owls came and falcons whose keen glance might descry by day or night the fluttering of small birds in all the woods of the world, and the movement of every mouse or vole or rat that crept or dwelt throughout the Earth. All these he summoned to his Hall of Iron, and they came in multitudes.
The Book of Lost Tales II; J.R.R. Tolkien
MELKOR HAD GIANT BLOOD-THIRSTY WEASELS AND NO ONE TOLD ME?????
JFC WHOSE JOB WAS IT TO TAKE CARE OF THE ANGBAND WEASELS? WAS THERE A WEASEL-MASTER?? WEASELRIDERS??? TELL ME MORE. (via misbehavingmaiar)
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It is on this glorious day that I would like to remind everyone about the Giant War Weasels of Angband
|| I’m very excited about new threads and new friends and cool projects coming up, but unfortunately I’m able to do like two (2) thing a day maximum and then my immune system sends me to bed for 18 hours. >:
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