Very Rare Medieval Gold Signet Ring with a Basilisk, 15th-16th Century AD
A substantial D-section gold hoop with discoid bezel, bilinear incised border surrounding a regardant basilisk with staff. 17 grams, 24mm overall, 20.55mm internal diameter.
According to mythology, a basilisk is a legendary reptile reputed to be King of serpents and said to have the power to cause death with a single glance. In Medieval Europe, the description of the creature began taking on features from cockerels.
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Our costumes for Night of the Milker Cookies!
@cenobitesquid is my resident costumer so you can blame him for all crowns, pauldrons, pelts, capes, silmarils, etcs. 🙂 I just did my makeup. He went as his Sauron and I went as Glacial-Sea-Ice Melkor, I guess? …The most Melkor I could do while still being teal. >w>;
@nonillions @cenobitesquid @theotherwesley
SILM+ COOKIE PARTY RESULTS, BEHOLD! our bountiful harvest
(Images look better in click view, i don’t have time to fight with image finickiness to make them look good, i started off on the wrong foot by taking landscape photos & now im tired, may try nicer images later)
thank you god for these captions
“FRIEND. IN” was meant to be “~speak friend and enter~” BUT with the foreknowledge that I May Not Be Good At Icing*, I wisely shortened it to something that would be legible when written in Mystery Sugar Goo.
HOWEVEr: I fully forgot what the hell the Doors of Durin look like and WAS I GOING TO LOOK AT REFERENCE? I ? ME? THE MIGHTY ARISING?? No. So I scribbled the wrong tree in the middle of a brick with a star in the wrong place and also failed to render any text whatsoever BUT: “FRIEND. IN” remains fondly in my heart.
(*I Am Not Good At Icing, studies confirm)
Forging Arda– Rivka Nipper 2013
Once upon a time (last winter during the holidays) I sat down to re-read the Silmarillion, and that night I had a dream about the origins of Sauron/Mairon the Maiar, and his time spent in the service of Aulë the Smith. I decided to work some of that dream material into a comic.
I finished the first draft of these pages a month ago, but then I decided that the pages needed to be retouched and re-lettered before I posted them all together (I was learning and making things up as I went along, and the difference in style from the beginning of the comic to the end was pretty severe).
So here, at last, are the finalized pages, hand-lettered, in all their painstaking, flawed, and glorious detail. It’s been a hell of a ride! Now all I have to do is tell the rest of the story…. *wobble*.
Enjoy!
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Update Feb 2014: If you look carefully you’ll notice I’ve made some edits for character continuity, typo-correction, and awful-inexcusible-messy-word-bubble surgery. I also took out the tengwar inscription on the forge because it had no business being there in the first place.
All my left-handed Valar ladies!!
Nienna, Nessa, Vána, Estë, Vairë, Varda, Yavanna
Manwē and Melkor, left-handed drawings
bilbo realizing that thorin is very changed, and trying to decide what that means for him
pippin wasnt raised right
from a text post by homospacegems aahaha..
im love
The king looked sternly on Thorin, when he was brought before him, and asked him many questions. But Thorin would only say that he was starving.
“Come back! Come back! To Mordor we will take you! The Ring! The Ring!”
-The Nazgul/Ringwraiths, The Fellowship of the Ring by J. R. R. Tolkien
PS – “Then the leader, who was now half across the Ford, stood up menacing in his stirrups, and raised up his hand. Frodo was stricken dumb. He felt his tongue cleave to his mouth, and his heart labouring. His sword broke and fell out of his shaking hand. The elf-horse reared and snorted. The foremost of the black horses had almost set foot upon the shore.”
Gold necklace with seven pendants of emerald green
and scarlet humming-birds’ heads, the feathers attached to a gold
backing, made by Harry Emanuel, London, 1865.




























The king looked sternly on Thorin, when he was brought before him, and asked him many questions. But Thorin would only say that he was starving.











