Anguirel Design V2– RivkaZ 2016

Re-uploading this because the in the original I had a silly flange on the end of the blade that I have since removed. I also called it a ‘bastard sword’/’hand-and-a-half sword’, instead of a great sword, which is more accurate. (I confused the technique ‘half-handing’ with the hand-and-a-half sword type. Whoop!) 
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More Gondolin reference stuff. 

I needed to make a sword that matched with my Eöl’s Gothic sensibilities, was mean and lean enough to be the twin of Anglachel/Gurthang, AND looked like it was inspired by dwarven craftsmanship.

I chose a great sword for the design after seeing some truly elegant videos of longsword techniques in use. It’s appealing to me to think of Maeglin using a big mofo of a sword with surgical finesse.

biodiverseed:

Appearing like trenches dragged into the earth, sunken lanes,
also called hollow-ways or holloways, are centuries-old thoroughfares
worn down by the traffic of time. They’re one of the few examples of
human-made infrastructure still serving its original purpose, although
many who walk through holloways don’t realize they’re retracing
ancient steps.

Allison Meier in Atlas Abscura

tylerthrasherart:

As a caver, it’s been my secret little bucket list to go caving in all 50 states and today I can mark California off! To our surprise, we took a last minute detour to hike down into a valley and reach this water filled cave system! The water went well over 7 feet deep, and we had to strip and swim through the tunnel! By far one of the coldest experiences of my life and by far one of the most active and beautiful karst structures I’ve explored! Good job California, you’ve been nothing but wonderful surprises!
Photo cred: @mollyollyglutenfree
#tylerthrasher #cave #caving #adventure #california #earth #hike #caveswimming #valley #mountains

misbehavingmaiar:

Anguirel Design– RivkaZ 2016

More Gondolin reference stuff. 
I needed to make a sword that matched with my Eöl’s Gothic sensibilities, was mean and lean enough to be the twin of Anglachel/Gurthang, AND looked like it was inspired by dwarven craftsmanship. 

I chose a great sword for the design after seeing some truly elegant videos of longsword techniques in use. It’s appealing to me to think of Maeglin using a big mofo of a sword with surgical finesse. 

TRIPLE REBLOGGING MYSELF because not only did I need edit the type of sword I called it, but I decided to take off the useless little flange at the end of the blade. 

misbehavingmaiar:

Check out this mix on @8tracks: Forge Music / Rise & Ruin by PrinceWesley.

Forge Music / Rise and Ruin

“The operations of Sauron naturally and inevitably resembled or repeated those of his master. That a people in possession of such a legend or tradition should have later been deluded by Sauron is sad but, in view of human history generally, not incredible. Indeed if fish had fish-lore and Wise-fish, it is probable that the business of anglers would be very little hindered.” — J.R.R. Tolkien, Morgoth’s Ring

Nascence — Austin Wintory

Volga Boatman —Alexander Gorbatov
“Now we fell the stout birch tree,/ Now we pull hard: one, two, three./ Ay-da, da, ay-da!/ Ay-da, da, ay-da! / Now we pull hard: one, two, three.”

Räven— Hedningarna
“Wild and sly you hunt in time of darkness;/ long sleeves hide your claws;/ with your prey you play;/ your mouth is red with blood./ You are wild and frighteningly beautiful”

Bozrah—Daniel McCabe, Elizabeth Anker, Joel Frederiksen, William Hite

Dringo Bell — Mediaeval Baebes

The Might of Rome — Lyndhurst Orchestra

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Croí Cróga — Clannad
“Champion without a soul,/ Champion without hope./ Hanging? thirty— Thirty without./ And the boy was young./ Cruel heart.”

Sverker — Corvus Corvax
“Your arms are stronger than I can imagine,/ You will surely prevail./ But consider this:/ When a knight takes sword in hand/ many will weep.”

The Battle Drums — Joe Hisaishi

Karangailyg Kara Hovaa (In the Endless Black Steppe) — Yat-Kha

Bonden — Hedningarna

Unquiet Grave — Helium Vola (Joel Fredericksen)
“I’ll do as much for my sweetheart/ as any young man may./ I’ll sit and mourn all on his grave/ for twelve month and a day.”

Blow, Northerne Wynd — Helium Vola (Joel Fredericksen)
“In all this wordlike won,/ A bird of blood and of bone,/ I know not ever none/ Lussomore in londe./ Blow northern wind!/ Send thou me my sweeting!”

Nothing Else Matters (Metallica) — Apocalyptica
“Never opened myself this way,/ Life is ours, we live it our way,/ All these words I don’t just say,/ And nothing else matters.”

Farewell — Apocalyptica

Davy Jones — Hans Zimmer

Reise Reise — Rammstein
“Arise, arise seaman arise!/ And the waves cry softly;/ /In their blood a spear is lodged,/ They bleed softly into the ocean,/ The lance must be drowned in flesh./ Fish and man sink to the depths/ Where the black soul dwells;/ there is no light on the horizon.”

Bad Moon Rising 16 Horsepower
“I hear hurricanes a-blowin’/ I know the end is comin’ soon./ I see the rivers overflowin’/ I hear the voice of wreck and ruin./ Don’t go around tonight;/ it’s bound to take your life;/ There’s a bad moon on the risen./ I hope you got your things together./ I hope you are prepared to die here./ Looks like we’re in for nasty weather;/ One eye is taken for an eye.

misbehavingmaiar:

Check out this mix on @8tracks: Isle of Werewolves by PrinceWesley.

Mord — Helium Vola

Voltaic — Jack Wall

Vandemar — Joachim Witt

Big Furry Head — Amon Tobin

Drafur & Gildur — Hedningarna

Njaalkeme (Hunger) — Garmarna

Varulven (Werewolf) — Garmarna

Uguisu (Nightingale) — Yoshikazu Mera

Salve Rex Gloriae — Anúna

Sublunaris — Stillste Stund

The Unquiet Grave — Helium Vola

Bloodstone — Amon Tobin

The Parting Glass — Loreena McKennit

misbehavingmaiar:

Check out this mix on @8tracks:
Women of Arda: Work, Love, and War
by PrinceWesley.

Ebudæ – Enya  
“Look, women working by day and late at night,/ They sing of bright days that were/ A long way back and forth forever.”

The Tartara Women Work Song – Joe Hisaishi  
“The golden love of a Tatara woman/  Melts and flows, and changes into a blade.”

The Star of the County Down – Loreena McKennitt
“She looked so sweet from her two bare feet/  To the sheen of her nut brown hair/ Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself/ For to see I was really there.”

Woman King – Iron & Wine
“Hundred years, hundred more/ Someday we may see a/ Woman king, sword I hand/ Swing at some evil and bleed.”

Gold Dust Woman – Fleetwood Mac
“Rock on, ancient queen/ Follow those who pale in your shadow/ Rulers make bad lovers/ You better put your kingdom up for sale.”

You Better Leave the Stars Alone – Ego Likeness
“And some give us names/ And some give us chains/ And some just try to give us away in vain/ But we might be maidens/ We might be Queens/ But we are not made to realize your dreams”

Lady of the Flowing Waters – Peg Millet
“Lady of the shining star/ Lady of the moon light/ Lady of the dew wet dawn/ Lady of the twilight.”

Uf der Linden – Helium Vola  (not included in mix)
“Methinks it has been a thousand years/ that my love was holding me in his arms./ Without my fault he stays away day after day./ Since I’ve not seen flowers anymore,/ not heard any birdsong,/ my joy was shortened,/ my misery overlong.“

Albatross – Judy Collins
“Many people wander up the hills from all around you/ Making up your memories and thinking they have found you/ They cover you with veils of wonder as if you were a bride/ Young men holding violets are curious to know if you have cried/ And tell you why and ask you why, either way you answer…”

Wild Fire – Shook Twins
“Honey I’ve gone to walk along the sea/ and I wrote your name into the sand just to watch those crashing waves take it away/ but then I swallowed the ocean down/ and you twisted and you tumbled around/ Honey I’ve gone to find how much space there is inside me/ if I even have room for you./ But there’s fire, wild fire, inside of you.”

Witwenklage – Helium Vola
““Now it is summer, they say/ blissfulness has come/ that I should enjoy it as always/ So advise and tell me: how?/ Death took away from me/ what I will never recover from.”

Even Gods Do – Thea Gilmore
“When she comes with the ghost of a smile/ And she runs through his eyes for a while/ Days turn; there’s empty ground somewhere./ Bring the gods; line them up one by one./ Turn the coin, sound the fife and the drum./ Rake it down, till kingdom comes back here.”

Bells for Her – Tori Amos
“…Now she seems to be sand under his shoes/ There’s nothing I can do./ Can’t stop what’s coming, can’t stop what is on it’s way./ And now I speak to you, are you in there?/ You have her face and her eyes/ But you are not her.”

Funeral – BeauSoleil

Shule Aroon (Siúil a Rún) – The Bergerfolk
”I’ll sell my rod, I’ll sell my reel/ I’ll sell my only spinning wheel/ To buy my love a sword of steel/ Johnny has gone for a soldier.“  

Daffodil Lament – The Cranberries
“I have decided to leave you forever./ I have decided to start things from here./ Thunder and lightning won’t change what I’m feeling/ and the daffodils look lovely today…/ In your eyes I can see the disguise/ In your eyes I can see the dismay/ Has anyone seen lightning?/ Has anyone looked lovely?”

Wicked Little Witness – Shook Twins
“Can they keep this fury up? I just don’t know./ ‘Cus I hear questions; like ‘what the hell do you have us fighting for?’/ ‘Cus we’re marching round in circles, seeing what we’ve done/ and realizing no one here has won.” 

Die Andre – Helium Vola
“I’ve always been the other one; never the one./ Great love never found me./ And nobody knows it, because I do not cry/ only there, where nobody can hear me./ More than I am, more than my life/ more than I have, I would give back to you./ All my wishes, all my effort,/ for your love, for your luck.”

I Hide Myself – Eric Whitacre
“I hide myself within my flower,/That wearing on your breast,/ You, unsuspecting, wear me too/ And angels know the rest./ I hide myself within my flower,/ That, fading from your vase,/ You, unsuspecting, feel for me/ Almost a loneliness.” –Emily Dickinson 

Na Laetha Geal M’Óige – Enya
“The bright days of my youth/ They were full of hope/ The great journey that was before me then,/ Was what was destined to be; farewell./ Now I’m sorrowful,/The day is long past.”

Little Earthquakes – Tori Amos 
“We danced in graveyards/ With vampire till dawn/ We laughed in the faces of kings/ Never afraid to burn…/ And I hate, and I hate/ Disintegration/ Watching us wither/ Black winged roses/ that safely changed their color…/…Give me life/ Give me pain/ Give me myself again.”

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