THE NORTH REMEMBERS
About
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To find our long-forgotten gold,
The pines were roaring on the heights,
The winds were moaning in the night,
The fire was red, it flaming spread,
The trees like torches blazed with light."
카프타인 원더판티? /me
sometimes I make gifs
my stills
doodles
ronnie & trumle
challenge
I rule some other tumblr as well:
one does not simply walk into erebor
ahh this song is so heartbreaking o<-<
I’m in love with this picture and the music.
Waaaah, this one was quite fun to make! And it’s also possibly my fist attempt to do ANYTHING like….like…this ever. And I hate to draw with the mouse, so. I am pleased.
Now… MORE PRACTICE.
So. I watched ‘the Last of the Mohicans’ yesterday. I had seen it as a kid, but didn’t remember much from it.
I loved it. But my fave pairing was Alice and Uncas. Damn. They be mah faves.
Studio Canopus’ A Barren Conversation. Look at those morons, holy crap.
Thanks again to dody-inferno for the original text! :”D
Welp! That’s it. I’ll be in the corner. Ugly crying.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
- Mary Elizabeth Frye (1932)DEAR LORD WHAT HAVE I DONE?!?
I lol’d. I wrote this on an interview with Dean O’ and everyone was on about Fili and Kili. I thought I could mix it up a bit.
