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WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME, TUMBLR???
Ancalagon of Angband by book-illustrator
During the War of Wrath, the Valar waged their final war on Morgoth. Their victory was at hand, with most of the Dark Lord’sBalrogs and other troops destroyed. But then, Morgoth unleashed the winged dragons, with Ancalagon at their van. Ancalagon drove back the forces of the Valar, but was stopped by Eärendil. Ancalagon was no match for the mariner, who sailed through the skies in the shipVingilot, with the Silmaril upon his brow. Ancalagon was cast down and fell atopThangorodrim, breaking its mighty towers.
quick sketch: Varda
late to the game but this is Mandos for Valar Week
Check out this playlist on @8tracks: more dangerous, less wise by calanthes.
So, as any of you who have been to my livestreams know, weird scandywegian neofolk punk and spooky instruments are my jam, so if you like the music I tend to play and share around here, you’ll like this too.
I really, really enjoy the mental juxtaposition of eery pagan folkrock and Mirkwood elves. >:3
MILKER IS ANIMATION NOW B)
(milker face meme © cy-lindric XD)
the merty arurrsin’
Mairon before the judgement of Manwë after the destruction of the Ring
requested by white-lady-of-greenwood
Awesome composition!!
Check out this playlist on @8tracks: more dangerous, less wise by calanthes.
So, as any of you who have been to my livestreams know, weird scandywegian neofolk punk and spooky instruments are my jam, so if you like the music I tend to play and share around here, you’ll like this too.
I really, really enjoy the mental juxtaposition of eery pagan folkrock and Mirkwood elves. >:3
The rise of Milker (Mrrgoth?) is my favorite meme
‘But Éomer I cannot spare, nor would he stay,’ said the king; ‘and he is the last of that House.’
‘I said not Éomer,’ answered Háma. ‘And he is not the last. There is Éowyn, daughter of Éomund, his sister. She is fearless and high-hearted. All love her. Let her be as lord to the Eorlingas, while we are gone.’
